Zhuang Heng asked Yuan Ziche for some time so she could say goodbye to Song Xiwei alone, and then she would leave with Yuan Ziche.
From now on, he will live in seclusion and never get involved in any disputes again.
...
Song Xiwei still calls him Xiao Zhuang instead of Zhuang Heng.
After hearing about Zhuang Heng's experience, Song Xiwei was so saddened by what happened to Zhuang that she felt like she was suffocating.
If she had the chance to see the Heavenly Emperor, she probably wouldn't be able to resist seeking justice for Xiao Zhuang and giving that heartless and unfaithful man a good beating.
"Xiao Zhuang, do you really like Yuan Ziche? Or are you just using yourself to appease him so that things won't get worse because he's seeking revenge? If so, I advise you not to. Being with someone you don't love is a sacrifice you can't make. Sixty thousand years ago, we were complete strangers, and I couldn't change your fate. But sixty thousand years later, you are my dear sister. We grew up together, and I can't accept you suffering any more injustice or misfortune."
If Xiao Zhuang and Yuan Ziche are truly in love, then of course she has nothing to say.
But now the question is, is Yuan Ziche really the person she loves?
“I will fall in love with him in the future,” Xiao Zhuang answered Song Xiwei earnestly.
"Are you stupid? Who can predict the future? You don't need to jeopardize yourself for an uncertain outcome..."
“But he loves me enough. He has suffered so much because of me. He has become like this because of me, Sister Wei. I am with him. I will find a way to help him live in seclusion, to help him escape the strife and stop seeking revenge. This is the best way to give back to the people. There can be no more unfortunate people.”
Xiao Zhuang's words made Song Xiwei feel even more suffocated: "Then who will bear your misfortune for you?"
"Sixty thousand years ago, between loving and being loved, I chose love. At that time, I was covered in wounds, giving everything, but only receiving hurt in return. But Yuan Ziche never hurt me. On the contrary, it was I who harmed him for my own selfish reasons. In fact, I have always owed him. I am unfortunate, but his misfortune is related to me. I want to start over with him, not only for the sake of the common people, but also because I really want to. He has suffered too much for sixty thousand years, while I am luckier than him. I had a wonderful experience sixty thousand years later and met a wonderful sister like you. Your existence has made me feel a warmth that I did not feel sixty thousand years ago. But Yuan Ziche has lived in darkness and hatred for sixty thousand years. If I can become the light that redeems him, I am willing to do so."
Song Xiwei knew that Xiao Zhuang was not acting on impulse, but had truly made a choice.
She gave Xiao Zhuang a warm hug.
"We must stay in touch. No matter where you go, you must tell me. If anyone bullies you, you must also tell me. In this world, besides love, there is also our sisterhood. Men are not everything."
Xiao Zhuang chuckled, "Well, Sister Wei, before I leave, may I ask you one more question? You and the Demon Lord have been separated for so long, don't you miss him at all?"
Song Xiwei: "!!!"
Why bring him up all of a sudden?
"If you miss him, go see him. Don't end up like me, with a regret that will last for 60,000 years," Xiao Zhuang reminded Song Xiwei.
As Song Xiwei listened to her words, she felt increasingly uneasy. "Aoqian and I don't have the same kind of relationship as you and Yuan Ziche..."
“I know, you don’t need to explain. Our situations are different, I understand.” Xiao Zhuang suddenly felt a little sorry for the Demon Lord, wondering when Song Xiwei would finally understand.
But on second thought, the more restrained the Demon Lord was, the more he could endure what ordinary people could not, the more it showed that he cared about Song Xiwei enough and could withstand the test, which proved that he was a person worthy of entrusting one's life to.
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