In the midst of a relationship.
And now, as Li Zaijun suddenly heard his voice slowly coming through again:
"You are a good girl, someone will always cherish you, love you, understand your efforts, and just want to hold you in their palm, shield you from the wind and rain."
Upon hearing this, her eyes still brimming with redness, Li Zaijun couldn't help but let out a light scoff, her face bearing a faint self-mockery, her voice hoarse:
"Don't comfort me anymore, there's none, absolutely none."
By the end, she lowered her eyes, a sourness rising in her nose even more intensely.
"How can there be none!?"
Her chin was lifted once again by him, Shen Lin's gaze intensively fixating on her as he countered.
Li Zaijun was stunned.
