Shen Mingfeng, upon hearing her say she had been waiting for him for those five years, felt a wave of confusion in his heart and let go of her hair.
Jian Yanyan smiled softly at him, "Mingfeng, what meaning is left in my life? And you? You must feel it's meaningless too, right?"
"Since you still want to be with me, then..."
She approached Shen Mingfeng, gently pulled his hand, and moved toward the window, "Then, let's die together!"
Once she uttered these words, she dragged Shen Mingfeng toward the window.
Shen Mingfeng furrowed his brows, clenched his hand, and tugged her back, "Who said my life is meaningless? Who said I want to die? I don't want to die, I want to live well, to live for all those who looked down on me before. Yanyan, will you fight together with me? We will definitely live better than each of them."
Shen Mingfeng released Jian Yanyan's hand, raising his hands as if making a momentous announcement, filled with passion.
