“Don’t cry. There’s a long road ahead. Who knows when it is that we will meet again.”
Meng Hao still remembered how he had been about to turn around that day, when a warm, supple body embraced him from behind.
“I’ll wait for you.” 1
Xu Qing’s voice, filled with determination, was strong enough to last through past, present, and future lives.
“You could think of Xu Qing as your next life,” Meng Hao said softly. “Regarding the two of us… we have an agreement to meet each other in the next life.”