C182 No if

Cheng Yichen lowered his head and sniffed her hair, his tone sparse and ordinary, "There are no 'ifs'."

She stiffened for a moment, then lifted her head to look at him. She said in an incomparably serious tone, "Yi Chen, I'm not joking with you. I'm really serious about asking you this question."

His deep black eyes revealed traces of surprise. He couldn't help but hug her tightly