Even in times of danger and difficulty, true feelings shine through.
Having lived and died together through thick and thin, the two of them held a bond forged in fire. Therefore, though they might still trade verbal jabs on the surface, their hearts overflowed with nothing but gratitude. And those little barbs? Weren't they just another form of affection?
Seeing Xiayu's beaming face, Tang Wanqing for no reason wanted to scold him. An indescribable resentment welled up inside her. Where this resentment came from, she herself had no idea; she only knew she felt out of sorts. Yet, for some inexplicable reason, if she couldn't see him, she would miss him—miss that utterly detestable look of his.
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