Feng Guang desperately wanted Mo Qing to come back to life, but she never thought of exchanging another person's life for it. She looked at Mo Qing, but lost the courage to speak. Sometimes she would even find that she was also a heartless person.
"Will Fengguang remember me forever?" Mo Qing smiled and looked down. "Because after I die, I won't even have the right to be a ghost."
He should have died long ago, but he has been dragging his life out for so many years. Even if he dies with regrets, his incomplete soul cannot sustain his existence as a ghost in this world.
Feng Guang didn't answer immediately. After a while, she said, "I don't know if I can remember you."
She didn't want to lie to him, so she could only tell him this uncertain answer.
Mo Qing wasn't disappointed. He smiled, seemingly prepared for this answer. He gently stroked her face one last time, his voice soft, "Feng Guang, I wish you happiness."
As he finished speaking, his body gradually became ethereal, and his smile was pale and beautiful.
Unable to control herself, Feng Guang reached out her hand, but it passed right through his body. He vanished like a firefly into the dim room.
Her hand hovered in the air for a long time before she finally wiped her eyes. However, no matter how she wiped, the tears seemed endless. In another room, having lost the source of the magic, her perfectly intact body also disappeared like fireflies spreading in the air.
Zhiwei, who was standing outside, knelt on the ground. The old man bowed and whispered, "Master... may you rest in peace."
Suddenly, she felt the person in her arms move. Feng Guang looked down and saw that Mo Qing's wounds, large and small, were gone, and the bloodstains on the ground had disappeared. When she saw him open his eyes again, she finally couldn't help but sob, "Mo Qing..."
“It’s me…” Mo Qing smiled slightly, but then seemed to remember something. He sat up from the ground and pulled her into his arms. “Why did you use the Rejuvenating Herb on me?”
“I want you to live…” Feng Guang said, sobbing, “Mo Qing, he’s dead…”
Mo Qing paused slightly. He knew who Feng Guang was referring to, and it was obvious that he was able to come back to life because of him. "No one can escape life and death. Now that he is dead, it is not your fault."
"I'm just a little sad..." She closed her eyes and said slowly, "I never thought he would end up like this."
"He can't escape his own demons; this is his fate."
Feng Guang glanced at her fingers, which had turned transparent, and asked softly, "Mo Qing, everyone has their own tribulations, right?"
He whispered, "Yes."
"If it were you... no matter what kind of ordeal it is, I believe you could overcome it..."
"Fengguang!" He still noticed the changes in her body and could only grab her wrist in astonishment.
Her entire body had become translucent, and even the smile on her face had lost its strength. "I never had any obsessions. Now that he's dead, and the spell he used to imprison me has disappeared, I think it's time for me to go..."
"No..." He held her tighter, "I'll think of something, you can't leave me..."
"Mo Qing, don't be sad, I'm just going to be reincarnated..." She closed her eyes and breathed a sigh of relief, "You must live well, and wait for me to come find you..."
"Fengguang...you can't leave yet..."
No matter how much he pleaded, as she uttered her last word, his arms felt empty.
Humans and ghosts are ultimately destined to go their separate ways. If they could truly find their way back to each other, there wouldn't be so many lovesick men and women in the world.
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