Bo Yeyuan held her hand, wiping with the towel, "If you like it, we can be happy like this every day from now on."
Li Qiyu smiled, "Then when will you marry me?"
Bo Yeyuan's eyes darkened, "Someday, but not now."
The smile in Li Qiyu's eyes dimmed, "Which day, then? You're actually always waiting for her to appear, aren't you... If she never appears, would you never marry me?"
Bo Yeyuan's silence was like a knife piercing her heart.
"As I thought, you're just like Feng, being kind to me only because of her."
"..."
"I also really wish she would appear, not wanting to hoard her body like this. Is it me, is my personality really that annoying to you both?" Li Qiyu's lips curled up, "If I could choose... I would really like to give her back to you."
Bo Yeyuan wanted to save the meaningful event of marriage for when she returned.
He never thought that she would never come back, he believed she wouldn't abandon him—
