Whatever he said was fine at the moment, Tong Ran stared at his face for a long while, then suddenly stretched out her hands and tightly embraced his neck, "Mo Nanjue, I thought you didn't want me anymore."
She wrapped her hands tightly around him, her body almost completely pressed against his, her small face nestled beside his ear. This closeness made Tong Ran feel incredibly secure. The warmth of her breath was the only heat he could feel. She bit her lower lip, "Just now, I thought you...",
The few words that followed were left unsaid. In that instant, despair pierced her heart like a poisoned flower, leaving it desolate unto death. Those who have never experienced it would never understand. Tong Ran held on tightly, afraid that if she let go, he would disappear.