She walked over step by step without haste and sat quietly on the bench opposite, without looking at him. She looked at the stars in the sky outside the window, her brows looking extremely calm.
"You won't believe me when I say that we are the boundless lotus from the lower realm."
"You won't believe me when I say that the three of us are all losing their vitality."
"You wouldn't believe me when I said that everything Mo Feng did was just to torture us."
"You wouldn't believe me if I said I would only love you for the rest of my life."
She smiled softly and brightly: "But I don't blame you, so you must not blame yourself. You must remember not to blame yourself."
She finally turned her gaze to look at him. Her eyes, which had long since dried up with tears, were bloodshot and filled with the inability to let go. But now, she was completely powerless.
This life is another endgame.
Purpose: The prerequisite for love is enough trust