He turned her book to the last page.
A simple sentence: [Soul lifespan approaching exhaustion, suicide.]
The previous sentence was: ["She said, 'You should be home by now.']
The sentence before that was: [She arranged the furniture the same way as in the old days, sealed the sword in a wooden box, held the photo on the table in her arms, sat on the sofa, looked up at the sky outside the window, and then slowly finished a bar of chocolate, not knowing what she was thinking about.]
He searched for a long time before finding a time word: [Second Epoch].
Second Epoch.
It was... so long ago compared to now.
"Soul approaching exhaustion..." Su Ming'an muttered the words, looking up: "Approaching. Godfather."
He seemed to grasp something and repeated: "It is approaching, Godfather."
Li Mingyue lowered her gaze, sighing: "Yes."
