Feng Guang remained silent, which Wen Qiong took as a tacit agreement. He stepped forward, squatted down in front of her, and took her ankle in his hand. He felt her stiffness for a moment, but also felt her relax quickly.
He carefully took out a handkerchief and wiped the dust off her feet before gently and carefully putting her feet into comfortable shoes. Once both feet were in shoes, he looked up and asked, "Fengguang, are the shoes comfortable?"
Those beautiful eyes, brimming with tender affection, could bewitch any woman.
Because you can see that you are the only one in his eyes.
It seems that a long, long time ago, a man did the same thing. She wore the white shoes he bought for her. They weren't expensive, but they fit her perfectly and were very comfortable.
Feng Guang was somewhat bewildered. She squatted down, looking him in the eye, and after staring at him for a long, long time, she suddenly asked, "Wen Qiong, what kind of man are you, really?"
Perhaps she was even more terrifying than Xue Ran, or perhaps she was even more innocent than Xue Ran. She couldn't understand it, hence her confusion.
"I will become the person that Fengguang wants me to be."
Do you even believe that yourself?
He shook his head and then smiled, "As long as Fengguang is willing to try to believe in me, that's enough."
"But I can't trust you anymore."
Wen Qiong's eyes showed no sign of sadness. "It doesn't matter if Feng Guang doesn't believe me. Feng Guang will never fall in love with any other man besides me."
She wanted to make a sarcastic remark, but she couldn't laugh. "Where do you get your confidence from?"
"No one in this world loves you more than I do."
The man and woman chatted as if no one else was around, talking about love and romance. Apart from Yu Shu, who looked like he was watching a good show, everyone else in the background seemed a little embarrassed. However, the two people involved didn't care about them at all.
In their own world, Shen Guang and Wen Qiong share a strange resemblance.
Feng Guang found it hard to believe. Before this, he thought that if he saw her again, he might choose to run away or ignore her like a stranger. But now, she was inexplicably calm. "Wen Qiong, if you died today and became a ghost, would you... still choose to drag me down to hell with you?"
"I don't know," Wen Qiong said. "I'm afraid of losing you. You said you want to live, so I will try my best to live. Feng Guang said our feelings are unequal, but that doesn't matter. I will try my best to make Feng Guang like me more. It doesn't have to be to the point of sacrificing my life. As long as you can... only accept me and stay by your side, that's enough."
What if I stop loving you?
She smiled gently and calmly, "If Fengguang doesn't love me, it will be my fault. It has nothing to do with Fengguang. I will choose to punish myself rather than imprison you with despicable means."
Feng Guang didn't ask him how he would punish himself, because she had a gut feeling that it wouldn't be a good question.
Her eyes flickered, and there was a sound of reason crumbling within her. She tilted her head and stared at him with empty eyes. "If the day comes that I get tired of you, can you end your own life? And you must promise that even as a ghost, you will not come near me."
She heard an alarm ringing in her head, an alarm that her corruption value was about to exceed the critical point. However, the system said that the host's corruption value had begun to rise.
No matter how loud the alarm bells were ringing in her head, she seemed not to hear them. She simply gazed at him quietly with a gentle expression and lifeless eyes.
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