At the thought of such a confused future, Long Kaizhe wished he would never let go of his gentle hands for a moment.

"Promise me that no matter what happens in the future, you must not let go of my hand! Don't lose me!"

Long Kaizhe's voice was hoarse, and more painful than words.

Gentle wanted to raise his head from his arms, but Long Kaizhe held it tightly on the back of his head.

She could only hear his heartbeat, one or two sounds, like a knock on her heart, with a shock of pain.

"Promise me!"

Long Kaizhe just wants a promise at this time.

Gently and tightly...