"It's okay if I look for you first in the next life," Leng Wenqiu said slowly.
"Just don't meet you in the next life," Mo Gaofan said calmly.
Leng Wenqiu left, and Mo Gaofan looked at her back quietly by the window, as if talking to himself: Tell me, did you make me successful, or did I destroy you. The moon testifies that I have loved you, truly.