If, what am I?

She has asked herself this question thousands of times since she returned to Yikun Palace.

What if so?

If it's really a Chinese...

So, everything before doesn't count?

All the things said, all the sweet memories, and all the expectations for the future are gone?

Nanyan looked up and looked at the deep eyes.

Zhu Feng still stared at her without blinking.

"What will you do?"

“…”

"Do you know, how should you do?"

For some reason, Nan Yan felt that he seemed to be forcing him.

Force yourself to answer this question, and even more, force yourself to face something.

Nan Yan took a deep breath and said calmly: "I, it's still me."

“…”

"What I love is still what I love."

“…”

"What I want is still what I want."

“…”

"I will not retreat. No matter in the face of any obstacles, I will never retreat!"
Chapter completed!