The two of them went to the balcony, and the world finally quietened down—
Yi Juncheng placed his hand on the railing and looked at Sheng Yang with a smile. "I've also thought about it. If I really die one day, I hope…"
He paused, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly. "I wish you'll be the one who'll come to collect my body."
He said those words in a joking tone, but the truth could be seen from his gaze.
Yi Juncheng looked at Sheng Yang's frown and felt a little guilty. He couldn't test her further when she was angry, so he didn't say anything else.
She suddenly turned around. Bump—
His back hurt a little from the impact, but his pupils suddenly constricted. He lowered his head in a daze and saw two slender arms firmly hugging his waist. It felt so warm and real.
She was actually hugging him tightly from behind.
