His lips moved, but he only uttered two words, "glory..."
"Three hundred years ago, Feng Guang did love Mo Qing, but three hundred years later, Feng Guang only loves Mo Qing." Feng Guang has always been very clear about what she wants. Facing the man who once moved her heart, she was indeed quite moved, but she also knew very well that Mo Qing was the man she wanted now.
Mo Qing's smile had become strained. He reached out to touch her again, but she dodged him. His hand froze in mid-air, and his eyes finally showed confusion and helplessness. "Feng Guang... he's just mine... just an empty shell. You only like him because of me... I'm the one you truly love..."
“Mo Qing is Mo Qing. He has his own independent personality and thoughts. He is not anyone’s shell, nor is he anyone’s substitute.” Feng Guang’s voice was calm to the point of being cruel. “He is so good. Even without you, I would still like him.”
"Really?" He lowered his hand, looked at her and smiled. "Fengguang, you still hate me, don't you? You hate me for not choosing you back then."
“Indeed, for a moment when I knew the answer, I hated you, but soon, that hatred disappeared.” Feng Guang said softly, “I know you have your responsibilities and your commitment. Sacrificing a small number of people to save more people is the right choice.”
Unlike her, who only lives in her own world, she can selfishly say without hesitation that she should choose to live for the people she loves most.
"You don't hate me..."
"Yes, I don't hate you."
Mo Qing felt a sudden pang of heartache. He wanted to hear that she still hated him, at least that would prove he still held some weight in her heart. But if she said she didn't hate him anymore, then he truly had no place in her heart.
Feng Guang said, "No one blames you, Mo Qing. Let yourself go. Some things are in the past and that's it. No matter how persistent we are, we can't go back to the way things were."
"Can't we go back?" Mo Qing raised his hand to his forehead, a slight smile playing on his lips. His white robes accentuated his enigmatic nature. "Compared to me, Feng Guang still prefers that Mo Qing. And now Feng Guang has come before me only to see him, right?"
Feng Guang paused, then asked, "Where is he?"
Mo Qing raised his hand, and a door slowly opened, releasing a strong smell of blood.
"Mo Qing!" Feng Guang rushed over immediately. She picked up the man lying in the formation, whose body was covered in wounds, large and small, and whose blood stained the floor. "Mo Qing... don't die..."
Mo Qing slightly opened his eyes, a faint smile appearing on his pale face. He weakly uttered, "I heard everything Feng Guang said... I'm so happy..."
“Mo Qing…” She turned her head, not to look at Mo Qing, but to Zhiwei, “Please, save him!”
Zhiwei wanted to step forward, but Moqing raised his hand and the old man was kept outside the barrier.
Feng Guang was furious. "What exactly do you want to do?!"
“I told him that as long as he was willing to give me his body, I would be resurrected and I would be glorious. He agreed to the body-snatching ceremony without hesitation…” Mo Qing laughed, “Now, he is going to die.”
She wanted to stop his wounds, but there were too many, and she didn't know where to begin. Helpless, she said, "Mo Qing... how could you be so foolish..."
“I know Fengguang is tired of being a ghost... as long as you can be brought back to life…” Mo Qing struggled to raise her hand and wipe away the tears on her face, “I don’t care what happens to me…”
Mo Qing's gentle smile gradually turned cold as he looked at her. A box appeared in his hand, and he walked to Feng Guang's side. He said softly to her, "Why is Feng Guang so sad? Even if he is about to die, there is still a way for him to come back to life. There is a Rejuvenation Grass here that can help him come back to life. However, there is only one Rejuvenation Grass. I originally planned to use it to bring Feng Guang back to life. Now, what will Feng Guang choose?"
Mo Qing whispered weakly, "Feng Guang...you must live..."
She stared at the box, her gaze unwavering.
Mo Qing reached out to pat her head again, but she avoided it. He then smiled and said, "It's okay if Feng Guang doesn't want to choose. Even without him, I will stay by your side in the future."
She made her move the moment he finished speaking.
"I choose to save him." She picked up the wooden box from his hand, her resolve unwavering.
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