"Zixiao, you have never held me like this before. I have no regrets left in this life. Now I can go and be with Yun An without worry!"
"Why didn't you fall into demonic cultivation? If you had, you wouldn't have had to think of others, and you wouldn't have ended up like this. We were the ones who hurt you, so why don't you hate us? You speak so harshly, but what about your heart?" Zixiao's eyes reddened. Through the haze, I thought I saw the thing called tears.
Was he crying for me? So someone really would weep over my passing.
"Have you forgotten? I... I have no, cough, no heart anymore!"
Haha, the sofa is mine