"Yinuo, am I being irresponsible? Or perhaps, selfish."
No longer like usual would he reach out to embrace Jiang Yino.
His gaze stared straight ahead at the sparse lights.
Qin Fan spoke with a somewhat deep voice, shaking his head.
In that depth, there seemed to be self-mockery.
"From the perspective of uncle and aunt, as well as my parents, maybe that's what they'll think! But not me; I understand any decision you make. In fact, it's more about trust in you, trusting that before you make this decision, you must have thought it through thoroughly. For you to repeatedly say 'have to go,' that's unusual! As your woman, I can understand how much helplessness is behind those four words 'have to go'!"
Qin Fan stared at the lights, and Yino gazed at the dim view.
Yet there was no intention of viewing the scenery in their eyes.
As Jiang Yino finished speaking.
Qin Fan's eye twitched.
He didn't continue the conversation.
He turned around and tightly held her in his arms.
