"Do you feel that without me, the rest of your life will be dull and colorless, without any vitality?" Song Huanyan asked with a smile.
This time, Song Huanyan didn't get an immediate answer from Yun Jianchen. After a while, she finally heard Yun Jianchen's voice saying, "I hadn't thought about the future. At that moment, although I seemed composed on the surface, I was already a mess inside, utterly scrambled, unable to think about anything at all. That kind of utter panic and despair... I've experienced it for the first time in my life. And for the future... I never want to go through it again. If, without you, my life, there would be no future."
Yun Jianchen's voice was very soft, but his voice was very pleasant, as if it came from a very distant place, yet it seemed as if it was right by her ear...
As Song Huanyan listened, her eyes reddened, and tears silently fell.
