Li Yu held Lin Wu close. "I've waited ten years for you, only to lose you all over again. I can't bear to lose you a third time. So even if it means giving up the throne and the whole world, I want to stay by your side every moment."
Li Xian gazed at Lin Wu, blood at the corner of his mouth. He was terribly weak, barely clinging to life. "Could you forgive me for everything I've done wrong? Could you please not forget me? Could you look at me, just once?"
Yuxing looked at that man and felt he was strangely familiar. He must have seen him before; otherwise, why would he have hurt someone else for his sake? But who was he? Why did seeing him just once make Yuxing miss him so much, and make his heart ache like this? Yuxing? Was that his name? What was real, and what was false?
For the first time, Lin Wu thought Feng Zhongqi was right. It wasn't that she could no longer love; she was just afraid of love, and needed a love that was even more secure. But which of the three of them could truly give her the life she wanted?
