"Besides, your identity doesn't matter to me," Yun Bo said, looking at her. His deep purple eyes were filled with profound, lingering affection. "I only know that you are my, Yun Bo's, bride—the only bride I will have in this lifetime."
If there was a chance in the next life, he wanted to know more about her. He wanted to accompany her through even more experiences. However, he knew that these thoughts were nothing but his own foolish fantasy and wishful thinking.
Jiang Xinli felt an inexplicable strangeness in her heart. It was just like when she was on Ancient Earth, acting in scripts she had initially despised and rejected. But when the day finally came to wrap up filming, whether it was because she had fallen in love with the characters or for some other reason, she would inexplicably feel a sense of sadness and reluctance to let go.
She hesitated for a moment before raising her arms to embrace the man's Leng Bai, lean waist. "Yun Bo..."
