"Xiaxia, let's get married." Mu Liang said.
Qiao Xia was stunned. She had originally given up. She didn't want to force Mu Liang, nor did she want him to feel burdened. She could understand his reluctance to marry, also knowing his worries. He loved someone with his whole heart, and even though he had little time left, he was worried she couldn't bear the sorrow of his departure. Clearly, after his death, he wouldn't have to worry about anything. She had been through so much, perhaps she could face the challenges on her own. Yet he still cared for her future, wanting her to receive better care and reduce the harm to her. Clearly, he only needed to worry about his own health, yet he had so many concerns.
"Let's get married." Mu Liang repeated, a faint smile crossing his pale lips, gentle and serene.
Qiao Xia remembered a terrifying term, "returning light."
