"Do you hate it? Do you regret it? Ha... Ya, it's too late!" A pair of stern eyes exuding murderous intent stared at the absent-minded man in front of him. The suffocating pain and despair in his heart had made the man give up his struggle. After an unknown amount of time, the man breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Luo Qing... I, Mu Xuanya, do not regret meeting you, nor do I hate falling in love with you. If my death can bring back your smile, I would rather die in your hands, but don't forget... There once was a man who loved you deeply..." After finishing that sentence , the man smiled, so relaxed and relieved... The moment he closed his eyes lightly, a trace of forbearance flashed in Luo Qing's silver eyes, and his heart ached for a while, but he still couldn't be soft-hearted... Ya, why, why are you the person I shouldn't fall in love with...