Nolan Yan had a thousand words in his heart, but it was as if his throat was blocked by a ball of cotton. He almost strangled the person in his arms with such force that his soul flew away to who knows where, and his whole body was numb. After a long time, he gradually regained consciousness and felt Adrian Fu gently soothing him from behind.
As the rhythm of the caressing continued, his heartbeat gradually slowed down. A voice emerged from the bottom of his heart, and Nolan Yan followed his heart and said it naturally.
"I miss you."
The ball of cotton finally loosened, and Nolan Yan regained control of his throat. However, perhaps because he was still not skilled enough, his voice was very hoarse: "It has been a whole year since we parted in Jingzhou City..."
"I know." Adrian Fu's heart was aching and his eyes were burning. He had a feeling that he might be embarrassed today: "...I'm counting the days."
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