Dongfang Junmo was certain he hadn't deliberately tried to end his life. After all, he had personally asked for this realm, so the heavy responsibility of its countless people was naturally his to bear. So how had things come to this?
He thought it must have been because the night was too dark and the river wind too cold. The person before him looked just like an old friend, yet had not a trace of her familiar shadow. All of it had recklessly tested his already fragile self-control. So he followed his heart and leapt into the depths of the Wangchuan River, just to see her.
Of course, if someone had to be held responsible, it was absolutely his useless, broken body. It had nothing to do with his own desire to see her.
Theme: Love has no known beginning, yet grows ever deeper
