Su Hongxing hadn't heard a word Xiao Ji had said; she sprinted to the camphor tree, searching for Ye Qilan's figure.
How could he have disappeared? He was just standing here. She saw his face—the unmistakable Ye Qilan. It wasn't her illusion.
"Xingxing, wake up. Ye Qilan is no longer in this world," Xiao Ji caught up to her, grasping her shoulders, forcing her to face him.
Su Hongxing still looked around, searching carefully but still found no sign of Ye Qilan.
She was very disappointed.
So, he came, and then he left?
Was it because Xiao Ji was present that he didn't wish to appear?
"Xingxing, marry me, and let me take care of you from now on," Xiao Ji suddenly knelt on one knee, startling Su Hongxing.
She quickly stepped back, her face flushing. "What are you doing? Get up!"
