He, too, had just felt the gnawing pain, like a swarm of ants, that heralded the onset of the Curse.
But after she arrived, it seemed the attack had stopped.
His crimson eyes were gradually returning to normal.
He gazed at her, his eyes deep and profound.
'What was it that had stilled the violent, restless urges in his heart?'
'Just moments ago, he had asked her: wouldn't it be better if he died?'
'She had been anxious, yet resolute. "Of course not."'
'She was probably the only person in the world who, having seen him in this loathsome state, did not wish for his death.'
'Yes, and he didn't much want his benefactor to die, either.'
As this thought crossed his mind, he couldn't help but lower his head and nuzzle her cheek.
「Two hours later.」
Su Ye stared up at the heavens, speechless. She had no idea how the situation had developed to this point.
This guy had been holding this strange position, head pillowed on her shoulder, for a full two hours.
