Sensing the man's tension and deep concern, Jian An'an couldn't help but look up and smile.
She quietly traced the contours of his face, from his brow and eyes down to his high, straight nose, finally lingering on his thin lips, and couldn't resist pressing a kiss to them.
"I know you're worried about me, but everyone has to face aging, illness, and death sooner or later. If something really were to happen to me, I'd want you to keep living a good life."
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