"Don't give up, it's not the last moment yet. Even this old immortal is afraid; he doesn't dare to act rashly."
Jin Ziyuan gently shook his head, his voice choked with emotion, "It doesn't matter if he's afraid or not, I don't ask for anything now, just... just afraid that after I die, I still can't protect you."
Gu Youyou felt stiff all over; she thought that someone like her couldn't bear the depth of his love.
She tried to push him away, but he held her tighter.
After all these years, Gu Youyou still remembered that his body was even colder than hers, just like before and now.
Even the shoulder that caught his tears was cold.
