Let me gently tell you that the stars in the sky are waiting.

Yunxi's eyes welled up with tears:

"It turns out that happiness really can be earned."

Before leaving the dressing room after getting dressed, Zha Zhongqi couldn't help but ask:

"So when did you find out I was still alive?"

Yunxi joked:

“After the car accident, I prayed every night before bed, ‘King Yama, please let me see that dead man one last time,’ but several years have passed and I have never dreamed of you.”

Well...

Zha Zhongqi took it seriously.

Yunxi chuckled to herself:

"Later I thought about it, even if the King of Hell is a block of ice, he should be able to be moved by me, right? His indifference must be because I am asking too much of him. So I changed my approach and started praying to God. I said, God, if this dead ghost didn't go to hell, then he must be in heaven."

"Hey, you know, God is really funny. He doesn't care about me either. I thought, if you can't go to heaven or to the earth, then you can only stay on earth."

Zha Zhongqi was both amused and exasperated, and could only plead:

"Good boy, tell the truth."

The truth is...

Yunxi looked up, her eyes red-rimmed, and said:

"Even if you haven't turned to ashes yet, even if you've been burned to nothing, as long as your soul dares to approach me, I can sense you immediately. So when you first came to Ruoxia Winery, I knew you were still alive."

It turns out I hadn't hidden anything from her.

Zha Zhongqi opened his palm:

"It seems I have no way to escape."

Yunxi placed her hand in his large palm and asked playfully:

"so what?"

Zha Zhongqi held her hand tightly and said:

"Yunxi, let's get married."