Just like him and her, even though she once loved him passionately, and even though he still loves her stubbornly now, between them lie a thousand chasms and cosmic chaos.
Even if the love is intense and resistant, how can it stand against the boundless fate, which ultimately outlasts all prosperity?
The pain in his abdomen is becoming more severe. Leng Shaoqing, due to excessive blood loss, is starting to see white spots. He knows he will soon lose consciousness, and he doesn't want her to witness his dying presence.
She merely had a nightmare, and upon waking up, everything remains sophisticated and elegant for her, while he has never existed.
Leng Shaoqing presses his lips against hers, gently grinding them, a scalding tear slips from his eyes onto her pale cheek, like a drop of sulfuric acid, corroding the irreversible love and the deeply accumulated sorrow.
"Ye Rui, I'm sorry."
"Ye Rui, I love you."
"Ye Rui, never see you again!"
