"Are you still thinking about this?" Ji Chuan didn't expect her to look carefree on the outside, but be someone with such heavy thoughts.
"Yeah." Yan Huan turned around, thought for a moment, and said, "I don't want to come to your hometown anymore. There are no good memories here! Every time I see the houses there, the blue bricks on the ground always remind me of when the three of us were locked up..."
"Unfortunately, I didn't know about these things back then. If I had known, I would've searched every house until I found you." Ji Chuan leaned in and pecked her warm lips lightly, "Luckily, heaven has been kind to you. Otherwise, where would I, Ji Chuan, go crying to find my wife today?"
Yan Huan burst out laughing: "If you hadn't met me, you would've naturally found another wife. Don't portray yourself as so deeply affectionate."
