Fu Xingyi's smile was slightly stiff.
"I mean, you could travel back and forth before, can you still do it now?" An Ning murmured.
"Do you want me to go back?" Fu Xingyi looked at her.
His voice remained gentle.
There was no anger.
An Ning was silent.
She didn't know how to answer.
She didn't know how to tell Fu Xingyi that she had fallen for someone else.
Although Fu Xingyi spoke casually, she knew it wasn't easy for him to come looking for her.
Perhaps he really gave up a lot.
But she suddenly wanted to deceive herself.
"Xiao Jinxing died saving me, I don't want him...to be gone." An Ning looked at Fu Xingyi, speaking bluntly.
The smile on Fu Xingyi's lips gradually faded.
Many things didn't need to be said clearly.
Because they knew each other too well, he could feel it.
He said, "Have you fallen for him?"
He was naturally referring to Xiao Jinxing.
An Ning's throat moved slightly.
Yes.
She had fallen for him.
