Ji Ruyan ignored his anger, slightly raising her chin, "I don't care! Anyway, without my permission, you're not allowed to die!"
"You're being unreasonable."
"Being unreasonable is better than you suddenly deciding to leave me!"
She suddenly crashed into his arms, holding him tightly.
The teacup in Luo Shunchen's hand was knocked from it, and with an unsteady grip, it fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.
She lay in his embrace, unable to control herself from crying softly.
Luo Shunchen didn't expect her to cry, for she had always been strong.
The first time she cried was when she discovered that her mother Feng Tianshuang's corpse had been dug up, so she cried helplessly like a child.
This time, she was in his arms, crying with grievance, shedding silent tears.
How could he not feel guilty?
"Alright, I promise you, if I can live, I won't die."
"Humph!"
"Stop crying. If you want me to do something, just tell me directly."
