Chang Tian had never believed in Heavenly Destiny, yet as he held the body in his arms, he found himself unexpectedly grateful to Heaven in his heart.
When she lay in front of him, fragrant and lifeless as jade, he was willing to give up everything to save her. Now as she finally opened her eyes again, he felt there could be no sight more beautiful in the world than this.
His heart finally beat joyfully, and warmth returned to his chest.
After a long while, he slightly loosened his hold on her, unsurprised to see her little face flushed red with suppressed anger, her eyes full of indignation, yet she didn't open her mouth.
She was held so tightly, yet she didn't struggle.
Chang Tian carefully observed her, suddenly feeling worried: "Xiao Xian, do you still remember me?"
