"You’re right; I am a madman now." Rong Che’s long, narrow eyes burned as he looked down at An Ruoxue, whom he held firmly in his arms. It had been four years. The endless longing had long since turned into the deadliest poison in the world, seeping into his very marrow. How could he not be mad?
Rong Che knew deep down that the only person on earth who could provide the antidote was the woman before him. He had been eroded by that poisonous longing for four full years; this time, no matter what, he would not let go.
A wickedly charming smile played on Rong Che’s thin lips. His smile was as captivating as ever, and one glance was enough to make An Ruoxue’s heart race with a familiar, overwhelming sensation.
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