"Qiaoqiao, may we still meet in our next lives."
"May we still fall in love in our next lives."
"May we still grow old together in our next lives, hand in hand for the rest of our lives."
"As long as this wish can come true, I'm willing—even if it means falling forever into that dark, boundless black hole, where the sun never seems to shine and the spinning never stops."
Su Qiao had been feeling a little touched, but her face darkened when she heard the rest.
"You're willing, but I'm not. Don't go anywhere near that lousy hole, and stop thinking about it all the time. I won't let you fall in."
That dream really had haunted him for two lifetimes.
What kind of dream was it, and what kind of black hole, that made him so unable to let it go?
Ding Jihan gently squeezed her palm. "What if I've already fallen in?"
Su Qiao did not hesitate in the slightest. "Then I'll go pull you back out."
"And besides, that isn't one wish. It's three wishes."
Ding Jihan smiled. His smile was somewhat weak and feeble, yet extraordinarily radiant.
It was as if Su Qiao's words had driven away all the fear and gloom in his heart, allowing his darkened heart to finally see the light of day again.
"Actually, it's only one."
"If reincarnation truly exists, I hope we can repeat this life forever. That way, I won't lose you, and you won't abandon... me..."
Su Qiao held his limp hand as her eyes grew slightly moist.
"Idiot."
When had she ever said she would abandon him?
"Repeating this life probably won't be possible, but in the next world, we'll meet again."
It was just that she did not know whether you would still have