How fortunate! He had almost lost the chance to ever see her again. Heaven had truly been kind to him.
Deng Youning’s eyes grew damp, and a single tear slipped away, landing precisely on the back of Li Tianzhuo’s hand as he reached up.
"Don't cry," he said. His low, steady voice was reassuring, his warm fingertips brushing the tear from the corner of her eye.
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