Lin Liuliu felt that Zhuo Zhengxiu's words were better than any magical elixir, making her wounds seem painless.
She was very happy. The swelling on her face had subsided, her willow-leaf eyebrows arched, and her eyes shone like two gems.
She reached out and lightly caressed his face, "Brother Xiu, I never thought you would say these three words to me. I know, in your heart, the one you love the most is Sister Qin. I never thought of replacing her. But to know you have a place for me in your heart, and hear you say these three words, makes me so happy. Even if I were to die in the next second, I would have no regrets."
"Nonsense, don't you ever say that word again, I want you to live a long life, do you hear me?"
"Okay…"
Lin Liuliu obediently nodded, truly happy.
Even though she was shot and almost couldn't wake up.
But this bullet led to Zhuo Zhengxiu saying those three words to her, making her feel it was worth enduring a few more wounds.
