Chapter 722 Remembering You Promised Me The Next Life

• "You really don't understand romance," Enyou chuckled softly, as if he was still standing on that art street, supporting his easel, his gaze clear and occasionally glancing at her, playfully teasing, "You love He Ye so much that even if I were alive in this life, you would never marry me. No matter how hard I try, I can't win you over. You won't even promise me the next life, how stingy."
• Jinger clutched her leg, feeling the pain. "Enyou, I don't believe in the next life."
• "Believe it, give it some thought, at least give me some hope," Enyou's voice was lonely, like snow, and filled with a sense of waiting, as desolate and bleak as the winter landscape.