An Ning silently looked at the big hands tightly clasping hers.
Clearly it's one body.
Yet it seems completely different.
She suppressed her inner emotions and finally chose to be direct, "You weren't dead back then?"
Fu Xingyi nodded, "I wasn't dead."
An Ning suddenly laughed.
A laugh full of irony.
"Little Ning..." Fu Xingyi watched An Ning's expression, gently calling to her.
"You weren't dead, so why did you keep it from me? You know I..." An Ning didn't want to continue.
The past pains, she didn't want to bring up again.
But she desperately wanted to know why he hid it from her?!
If he hadn't hidden it from her.
If she had known he was still alive.
Perhaps she wouldn't have been bitten by zombies, she wouldn't have traveled through the book to this place, and she wouldn't have experienced everything with Xiao Jinxing...
Fu Xingyi watched An Ning's emotional fluctuations.
