Fu Xin had been unhappy since she was young. She thought that after experiencing the hardships of her childhood, what awaited her was the sweetness of the future, especially when she was doted on by Jiang Yi.
But in the end, the otherworldly soul seized her body. Under such circumstances, Jiang Yi had persevered for a full ten years, waiting for her to return one day. This hope was slim, yet he was not discouraged and still waited.
Her heart ached when she thought about how Jiang Yi had to endure every lonely night alone. She loved him, so she could feel what he felt. Every night must have been painful. Every day of waiting must have been endless.
Ten years…
It wasn't a small number. It was all because of his support for her love that he had been able to wait so long. She covered her eyes with both hands and tried to keep her voice down so she wouldn't cry. She didn't blame him. She understood him.