With the stubbornness on his beautiful face, Zui Shen was very firm as if he was demonstrating he would never fall behind, "If it were me with him at that time, I could have stood it too."
Zhishu He's fingers were shaking. Maybe. But who would know the result? Zhishu He only knew that at that time Wenxu Jiang didn't have many entertainments or so many friends who would like to help Jiang at the loss of their own lives or a lover who really loved him and was willing to bear hardships together with this person.
So Zhishu He smiled with some cold sharpness in his voice, "Do you like him? Why?"
"I love him very much," Zui Shen said determinedly. "There is no reason needed to love someone. Certainly, he is a perfect man in my mind."
It was good to be young. When you said something childish but you didn't realize it, people only thought you were such a simple and pure person.
Zhishu He felt a little colder than before. As he touched his forehead, it seemed that he had a worse fever, making him even hard to talk. "A man like him... " You may read the left chapter on Flying Lines (click the link below) :D