Jian An'an seemed to use every ounce of her strength to deliver those words. Her gaze was steadfast, and her delicate frame looked exceptionally fragile against the backdrop of the night.
Once she finished, she felt as if her entire strength had been drained away. She had to stiffen her resolve to keep from collapsing; she could not show any sign of weakness in front of him.
The wind seemed to stand still, creating a stifling pressure that made it hard to breathe.
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