At this moment, he was dressed in a dark informal robe, the wind blowing in from the window caused his long jet-black hair to rise, with a few strands brushing against Su Yan's cheek.
He lowered his head slightly, his long eyelashes cast down, and his eyes flickered.
"I can't lose you, you know... I can't lose you again..."
His low whispers brushed against Su Yan's heart, making her feel such pain and discomfort.
She never wanted to leave him, never wanted to die.
However, she didn't want to exchange someone else's life for her own.
"Chu Yuxiao, we have a few days left, during this time, promise me not to hurt anyone else, okay? A few days should be enough to find Cang Mo, right?"
There was no response from him.
Su Yan closed her eyes in disappointment, pulled her hand back, turned away from him, and said, "Please leave, I'm tired and want to rest."
The person behind her did not move.
