"…"
The only one who doesn't belong to anyone else…
Tong Ran's lips curved slightly. She shifted her posture, parted her pink lips, and welcomed his domineering, suffocating kiss…
"Tong Ran, never say 'I'm sorry.'"
"Then I'll say 'I love you.'" Tong Ran cupped his face in both hands, turned her head and leaned to his ear. "Mo Nanjue, I love you. Do you know what I said to Su Qingtian on the boat the day of the sea burial? I said, every day I'll love you a little more than I did yesterday, a little more every day, until the end of my life. That's all the love I can give you in this lifetime, the most I can ever give you…"
Mo Nanjue's thin lips moved slightly, but Tong Ran reached out a forefinger to press against them. "You don't have to say it, I know. You love me, always more than I love you. From the beginning until now, it's always been that way…"
"…"
"But I don't know just how much you love me…"
