"This time, I finally did it, Xiaoyi. Come here, let me touch your face properly. I missed you so much, so much. Even though I'm with you every day, I can't see your face. God has finally given me a chance..."
Ou Zihan's magnetic voice was particularly weak, yet exceptionally pleasant and melodious. A tear of longing rolled down his cheek... a tear filled with pain, yet now enveloped in happiness.
"Zihan, I miss you so much, so much..." Luo Xiaoyi's tears flowed silently. She leaned closer to his face, held his big hand tightly against her face. This time, she was determined to hold his hand firmly and never let go.
At this moment, she felt as if she had fallen into a world of boundless happiness, a world filled with romantic cherry blossoms, so beautiful, so romantic, so ethereal. Happiness, like the sky, was so boundless, shaking her heart...
"Don't cry, baby. From now on, you'll be happy by my side. I won't let you shed another tear." Ou Zihan's weak voice was filled with the warmth of sunshine, and his dark eyes held unfathomable affection.
"Mmm..." Luo Xiaoyi's obedient little face rested on his warm chest. Ou Zihan's long fingers gently stroked her soft hair. After going through so many hardships, he finally embraced his little woman happily.
He suddenly remembered something. "Xiaoyi, you were shot for me last time. How's the wound? Let me see. Also, your wrist was lacerated by your body. Let me see how it is now." His eyes were tense, as if these things had just happened.
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