Ye Jiu did not say anything in return.
As she was holding her phone tightly, Fu Zhi's eyes were bloodshot and glazed over with tears. Meanwhile, she pressed on. "What about you?"
'I have a pink villa, a rose garden, and a doll, but what about my favorite part, you?'
Ye Jiu averted his gaze and looked ahead into the sea.
The sun was hiding behind the layer of clouds, and he could not see the other side of the horizon no matter how far he looked.
The captain of the 4th division was standing beside Ye Jiu right now. When he saw Fu Zhi, he suddenly had a feeling that they had underestimated the relationship between them. He took a step back to let them talk to each other.
Fu Zhi sniffed and tears began to fall from her eyes.
Ye Jiu was stunned. He jerked his head back and said, his voice thick with anxiety, "You… You don't cry."
