"Zihan, if I really am not Baizhi, but Luo Xiaoyi, then you never loved me at all, did you?" Luo Xiaoyi was choking up, unable to speak coherently. She felt her heart was aching so badly that she could hardly bear it.

"Xiaoyi, your name doesn't matter. I love you as a person, your eyes, your nose, your lips... your face, every inch of your body, including your heart. I love them all, do you understand? Please don't be sad anymore, okay? When you're sad, my heart races..."

Ou Zihan's heart was very hard. In the past, if a woman cried in front of him, he would kick her out without hesitation! However, when he saw Luo Xiaoyi crying like this, his heart couldn't bear her tears the most, and his hard heart became incredibly soft.

He cupped her face and kissed away her tears, like a gentle breeze caressing her, softly, tenderly, and warmly, pouring out his deepest affection, like the ocean, kissing away her sadness, her sorrow, and her fear, giving her confidence and strength.

"Yes, Zihan, I won't doubt you anymore. I love you too, and I will always love you... As long as I'm alive, as long as my mind remains, I will never give up..."

Luo Xiaoyi was moved. She felt the tenderness of his lips, his love, and his unwavering heart. His name was already etched in her heart, etched painfully, etched very, very deeply…

Their eyes met, their gazes intertwined with unchanging true feelings and a tender longing to be together forever...

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