Everything is relative. He loved her, yet he wanted to kill her. It was this inner conflict that caused his soul to split into two parts.

As An Yi slowly absorbed the urge to kill her, his love for her began to overwhelm him. He no longer wanted her to die; he wanted her to live well, no matter how disappointing the world was, no matter how much he didn't exist in it. He thought that as long as she could live happily, that was enough. The pain of death should not be borne by her.

Feng Guang said haltingly, "You said...you said he's gradually devouring you, so is he...is he starting to want to kill me?"

"Are you scared?" He casually patted her head, making sarcastic remarks. "Don't be a coward. Show the same courage you had when you slapped me last time."

"You! I was only driven to the edge by you back then!"

"Then you can rest assured. Perhaps when he pushes you to the limit, you will be just as bold." Seeing her face turn red with anger, he couldn't bring himself to be ruthless towards her after all. He sighed and said, "I know what you have said and done to him without even seeing or hearing it. We are two of one, so I also know how much he loves you. You can have some confidence in yourself. He won't be willing to lay a hand on you, just like I was before."

"You make it sound so easy." Feng Guang's mind was in turmoil. Anyone would be upset if they found out that their boyfriend wanted to kill them because he loved them too much, let alone this man who had split himself into two souls because he loved her and wanted to kill her. She had seen crazy people, but she had never seen anyone as crazy as him!

He weakly raised the corners of his lips, "Fengguang, my time is almost up..."

She looked up, unsure of what expression to make. Before, she was just afraid of this man, thinking he was a pervert. But now that he had lost his murderous intent, looking at him was like seeing An Yi from when they first met—An Yi who could evoke pity in her and also move her heart.

"Soon, the complete me will appear before you. Before that, I must warn you, do not touch that hourglass. There is a liquid bomb inside. If you touch it, it will explode..." His face was as pale as paper, and his voice grew softer and softer.

"Liquid bomb..." Her face turned pale.

He smiled and said, "This is a gift I prepared for you before I died, so that you could leave this world."

I've arranged everything. This troublesome world doesn't deserve you, Fengguang. Soon, we'll be able to meet, and on that day, I'll tell you how much I love you.

It won't be long, very soon, very soon...

I'll be waiting for you in hell.

She recalled the ending of that last letter and began to feel a chill run down her spine. How long ago must it have been before he had planned everything, knowing when and where she would appear, and how he would use the most likely method to make the plan succeed?

After her initial shock, she sneered, "You really went to great lengths to kill me."

"It's not me, it's us." Only when he is with An Yi can he be a complete person.

Since sensing that his power was being gradually absorbed by An Yi, he had to stay as far away from her as possible over the past few months. Distance could slow down the rate at which An Yi was devouring him. However, having inherited a portion of his memories from his previous life, he knew what day it was, so he returned. Even coming to her side was tantamount to announcing his "death."