Now, he would give everything he had, just to hear another word from her.
"You little liar, breaking promises again..." He pressed his forehead against hers, muttering softly with grievance until he choked and couldn't continue. Her smile still carried a hint of playfulness and flattery, yet her lips, once vibrant like flowers, appeared pale due to blood loss. He gazed at her for a long time before gently kissing her, deeply savoring.
He wanted to remember her taste by heart.
He finally gained the long-desired freedom, yet from then on, he'd forever be without a charming figure by his side. If she hadn't met him, she could have lived humbly yet enduringly in this world, instead of blooming like summer flowers, only to wither in the prime of life.
The light from the stone wall dragged the shadows of their embrace long on the ground, as if they were entwined for a lifetime.
Time passed bit by bit, yet Changtian did not move, as if he had become a statue.
