"Sister Liu Shui only loves the man I was in my past life," Xiao Mo said, shaking his head.
"But no matter how many times a person is reincarnated or their body is remade, their soul never changes."
Gui Junmeng walked up to Xiao Mo, so close he could almost feel the gentle rise and fall of her chest, as if she might touch him at any moment.
Her gaze was clear and resolute. "Whether it's me, Sister Liu Shui, or Jing Ci, to us, you are you. No matter how many lifetimes pass, that will never change."
In the room, they stared into each other's eyes. For a moment, neither of them spoke, and an indescribable silence filled the air.
Just as Xiao Mo was about to say something, a soft cough came from the courtyard. "Ahem... If you two are going to be so affectionate, you should at least close the door first."
