Xu Duoduo nodded too. She rose onto her tiptoes and kissed his lips. "Me too."
I love you so much.
Qin Luo's heart melted.
Young couples always got hung up on this sort of nonsense, but it didn't matter.
Xu Duoduo suddenly remembered something and added, "I think my brain's going wrong. Do you still want to marry me like this?"
Qin Luo froze for a moment, then looked down at her. "What's wrong with your brain?!"
At most, her intelligence fluctuated a little.
And it had been perfectly stable lately!
Xu Duoduo told him about the voices she'd been hearing. This straightforward little zombie couldn't keep anything to herself; she wanted to chatter away and tell everyone everything.
Qin Luo was stunned. "You!! Xu Duoduo, you've really outdone yourself! You were going to hide something this serious?! Getting bold, aren't you! You're writing me a self-reflection essay later!"
And it had to be ten thousand words!
He was furious.
Terrified, Qin Luo prepared to take Xu Duoduo to the Research Institute so Professor Ji could examine her.
Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly remembered something.
He scooped Xu Duoduo up and ran toward the Civil Affairs Bureau. "So this is what you were afraid of! Let me make this clear too, Xu Duoduo. Love means respect and protection, but it also means responsibility. Haven't you heard wedding vows? The fancy version goes, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and cherish you until death. In our ancestors' words, it's taking your hand and growing old together."
Qin Luo's strides were swift, but utterly resolute. "From the moment I fell in love with you, I never intended to let go. I'll love you no matter what happens to you."
All that talk of