"Two choices."
"First, reincarnate and forget him."
"Second, enter the dungeon and wait for him. He will come. But when the dungeon ends, you will dissipate."
"Choose."
Shen Yian said: "I'll wait for him."
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"Are you sure?"
"Sure."
"He will hate you, hate you for abandoning me, hate you for leaving without any reason."
"He doesn't remember. What to hate."
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Shen Yian thought for a moment.
"As long as he lives."
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The copy is opened. Qi Yan came in.
He doesn't know. He knows nothing.
Shen Yian stood under the sycamore tree and handed over the sachet.
Qi Yan caught it.
He caught it.
Intention: Don't forget the loss, just because it's worth it
