Gu Nanqiao wanted to retract her hand, but his grip was strong, and she couldn't pull away, so she just let it be.
She lowered her head, and Huo Jingting couldn't see the expression on her face. His heartstrings were taut, always feeling that the heavy stone weighing on him for four years had not yet hit the bottom.
Gu Nanqiao leaned on his chest, listening to the strong and powerful beats of his heart. The supreme pampering and indulgence she received were all given by Huo Jingting.
Huo Jingting had already given her all he could—his life, his heart, his very self.
And he never sought anything in return from her. She rightly accepted the goodness he gave her, so how could she not be happy?
A moment later, Gu Nanqiao finally replied, "Happy."
This answer lingered around Huo Jingting's ears for a long while, like the most enchanting and melodious sound in the world, refusing to dissipate.
