Qin Luoyan hugged Fu Zimu's waist, but her heart was filled with a warmth she had never felt before. Perhaps, in this turbulent world of ever-changing fortunes, she was only a small force pushing things forward. But when all the dust settled, they were both still alive. That was already very good, very good.,He was lighting incense, his movements were reverent and his attitude sincere. It was a side of Fu Zimuo she had never seen before. In this world, Qin Luoyan had never seen anyone who could make him kneel and worship.,"This life, I owe him." Fu Zimu said faintly, pulling Qin Luoyan to kneel before Xiao Fan's grave again.。