Meng Yunyan has never shed tears since he left. Sometimes he would wrap his trembling body tightly with a quilt when he was so angry. He would not admit that it was missing, but it was just cold, the cold coming from his blood... I hated him, how could he do this to me, how could he...
Regret... Regret meeting Meng Yunyan...
Ps: That... Actually isn't considered a side story, it's just a supplement to the first part...
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