"How could that be? I don't blame you. Even if you hadn't come, I would not have blamed you."
At first, she did indeed blame him.
At that time, her relationship with Jiang Ke was very bad.
The worse it got, the more she missed him, the more she blamed him for not coming to rescue her.
Later, Jiang Ke died.
Death erases everything.
It also erased her resentment towards him.
Afterward, when she fell into the hands of Qi Wuya, she really didn't want him to come anymore.
"Xinyuan, you shouldn't have come."
She looked at him fondly, tracing her hand over his face.
This was the face she had dreamed of countless times!
Now, touching his body still felt unreal.
Their reunion had been incredibly tortuous.
And the road ahead was still dangerous!
"We can only look forward now, Ah Yan. Don't say such things anymore."
"Okay, I won't."
Sang Yan cried as she dressed his wounds.
Sounds came from above the cellar.
