Xia Yangyang took a deep breath: "Ah Hao, I can't go with you."
This answer seemed to be etched in Lu Haotian's memory.
The few hours Xia Yangyang spent in that room felt like the longest days in Lu Haotian's life.
He had prepared himself for the worst.
So when Xia Yangyang said she wanted to stay, it felt like something he had anticipated.
A sense of helplessness and sorrow arose in his heart.
Lu Haotian slowly walked over, approaching Xia Yangyang's side.
Lu Haotian gently embraced her: "Yangyang, no matter where you are, I will never leave you. No one can tear us apart. The person you love right now is me, isn't that right?"
Xia Yangyang did not respond.
Her memory was stuck at eighteen, naturally, she only had Lu Haotian in her heart.
