Rong Hao knew that he was lonely, sober, and destined to be homeless.
He also knew that that person might, might just be here for the secret he was hiding.
He wanted to take a gamble, although he didn't know why.
But he lost.
"Have you been lying to me this whole time?"
"Yes."
"From the beginning?"
"Yes."
"Is your name fake?"
"Yes."
"Is your life experience false?"
"Yes."
"Is your martial arts fake?"
"Yes."
"What's not fake?"
"..." I like you, very, very much.
Xiang Xi didn't say anything in the end, he just raised his hand and waved his sword.
He saw Rong Hao's expression again, that half-smiling expression, just like the first time they met, alienated and distant, as if he was standing in the clouds, overlooking all living beings.
Xiang Xi knew that at this moment, he had truly lost Rong Hao.