An Ge heard the man's words, and her eyes flickered, a mixed expression flashing through her face.
Had Bo Liang often held her in his arms while sleeping during the three years she lost her memory?
It seemed... judging by the situation, that was indeed the case.
An Ge pursed her lips, just about to struggle and ask for clarity, when she heard the man's somewhat tired voice continue beside her ear.
"The rib in my chest hurts a bit, but I'd like to keep holding you... so don't let it hurt too much, alright?"
An Ge: "..."
As if by some strange compulsion, An Ge heeded the man's words and instantly ceased all her struggling, obediently nestling into his embrace.
Bo Liang looked at the woman in his arms finally settle down, his thin lips curving upwards.
Hmm... If she sleeps in the guest room, then I'll sleep in the guest room.
In any case, wherever she is... that's where I will be.
Never leaving each other, living and dying together.
