He roughly estimated how many hours he had been lying there...

Why...

The night always makes people melancholy.

Pei Lianxi lay quietly on the ground, thinking about her short but wonderful decade.

He covered his chest, thinking about the past three years he had managed to survive, and suddenly felt that he was pretty good.

I saw a web drama saying that people who commit suicide seem to be tortured...

Is this true or false?

If he persisted for so many years before dying, it shouldn't be considered as giving up on himself, right?

He thinks he's pretty awesome...

Such random thoughts...

Pei Lianxi was tired...her consciousness started to become blurry without her knowing when.

In the groggy state, I felt the warmth of my hands...

The sound of a man whispering intermittently came to my ears...

He tilted his head with difficulty to look at the screen.

He saw his father, who was always so proud in front of others, actually put his hand on his forehead in such a fragile posture.

turn out to be...

Can the feelings outside be transmitted here?

He thought it was magical.

I clenched my warm hand, and the next second.

He then heard his father say to him, "I don't know... what exactly I can't bear to part with... sometimes I say so many things against my will that I can't even tell the truth from the lies..."

"It's better for you to be alive..."

Then there was a buzzing sound in my ears...

His head was dizzy and he didn't know where he was. He seemed to see a towering palace again.

The electronic sound rang intermittently beside me...

[His favorability is already 100% now, so let's set him as a pre-determined important person.]

[...He has a kind heart, and Pei Yuzhi likes him so much. If he dies, Pei Yuzhi will definitely go crazy...]

Another majestic voice rang out: [Since you begged me, I will not do it again... Consider it as returning it to you...]

Sounds familiar... Is it 017?

Whose is it being returned to?

Who owes 017?

Who is the other voice?

Pei Lianxi wanted desperately to catch that voice, but the heaviness of her body and head made her even more exhausted.

He gradually lost consciousness...

When he came back to his senses, he saw Pei Yuzhi clutching his hand beside the bed, tears still on his face...

"Guoguo?" The chubby little paws waved in front of him.

Tuanzi stared at him with those confused eyes.

Inside the room, a young man in white clothes as white as snow lowered his head, his black hair hanging in front of his eyes, his slightly upturned red eyes were mysterious and deep, his light pink and slightly pale lips were slightly raised, and a gentle smile spread across his face.

Like the warm spring sun, it is faint, but exudes a strong vitality, always making people want to get closer.

The light coming through the glass outside shone on him, making his already fair skin look snow-white and translucent.

He paused, a bright smile in his eyes, a bit happy and a bit proud. He tilted his head and said, "Maybe it's because... love?"

Pei Du, who didn't understand, tilted his head in confusion: "???"

Tuanzi, who was even more confused, narrowed his eyes, tapped his chin with his paw, and was stunned for two seconds, howling in confusion: "...Hey...what's that?"

"Hey what? Can I eat it?"