The girl looked at him with her big, sparkling eyes. Under such a gaze, he unexpectedly felt nervous and guilty.
Would his girl forgive him? Back then, he could clearly feel the harm he had caused her, even making her fearful of relationships.
Moments later, An Ran finally came to her senses.
"Wait, wait, let me process this," An Ran sat up straight, lowered her eyes, and rubbed her forehead, "Are you saying that back then... it was you? And that you always knew it was me?"
An Ran pointed to her nose as she asked.
"I'm sorry, Ranran. I originally wanted to find you as soon as possible, but there was a flood in Linjiang, and military orders are absolute. I had to go to the front line to fight the flood. I planned to come back and find you, but I almost didn't make it back and ended up being saved by you," Mu Xingfeng said, looking like a sheepish little husband, holding An Ran's small hand.
