Feng Guang sadly discovered that she was completely powerless to refute this man. Reason is meant to be spoken to, and this person refers to someone with normal thinking. But Wen Qiong did not think he could be considered a normal person.
After a long silence, she said coldly, "To call me your god is really not a pleasant thing."
“It’s okay if Feng Guang feels disgusted. At least it proves that I still have the ability to influence Feng Guang’s emotions, which is much better than Feng Guang treating me as a stranger.” Wen Qiong held her hand, her pale and weak smile was quite beautiful.
Feng Guang's body trembled, and she quickly pulled her hand away, saying coldly, "Don't touch me."
“Okay…” He withdrew his hand, his smiling eyes hiding a barely perceptible loneliness. But it was precisely because of his seemingly indifferent yet hurt expression that others felt even more sorry for him. “If Fengguang doesn’t like me touching you, then I won’t touch you.”
See, he always knows what posture to adopt to soften her heart.
He wanted to kill his own man...
Feng Guang kept repeating this sentence to herself. Unconsciously, she clenched her hands, thinking of the warmth she felt when he held her hand just now. "You have a body temperature?"
“I’ve come back to life… because of Fengguang, I’ve come back to life.” Seeing her astonished face, he reached out to touch her, but then remembered what she had just said. His hand stiffened slightly, and he lowered it again. “It’s like I had a dream. I remember everything in the dream. My soul seemed to have split in two. Coincidentally, they both came after you. And a voice kept reminding me that I can’t imprison you, I can’t force you. Fengguang, I’m not afraid of death, I’m just afraid… that I will lose you.”
Wen Qiong couldn't explain where this intuition came from. In her memories as a ghost, after telling Feng Guang everything, she began to have a mental breakdown, and he also had a blank period, a blank period of consciousness, because now when he thinks back, he can't remember what happened after that, and he doesn't remember why he suddenly returned to his body. But there is one thing he is very clear about, and that is that he brought her with him.
Feng Guang said she wanted to live, so now he could live with her.
Yes, he no longer needed to kill her. From now on, he would pamper her.
Simply because he came back to life.
What if he's dead?
No one knows what the outcome of this "what if" scenario will be.
"No matter how sweet your words are... I still can't accept the fact that you once tried to kill me. If I accept you now, what can I do if you try to kill me again? Wen Qiong... you're too cunning. I don't have the confidence... I don't have the confidence to survive against you." Feng Guang got out of bed, her bare feet on the floor. She didn't have any shoes, but thankfully it was summer, so it wasn't too cold. She turned her back to Wen Qiong, avoiding her gaze. "Wen Qiong, it's over between us."
“Fengguang…” He subconsciously grabbed her hand and said with a desperate plea, “You said you would love me well.”
Turning back in triumph, she remained silent for a long time before suddenly raising her hand to cover his pale cheek. The gesture was incredibly gentle and tender, like an intimate act between lovers. In his dark, night-like eyes, a glimmer of hope seemed to shine through.
But one sentence from her shattered his expectations: "Wen Qiong, I haven't loved you to the point of...giving up my life."
He said, stunned, "I love you so much..."
"From now on you should understand that our feelings are unequal. Perhaps you call it love, and even if you love me to the core, in my heart, at least for now... you are not as important as my life."
Because she wanted to survive at all costs.
She coldly shook off his hand and turned to leave.
There was not the slightest bit of lingering affection.
It also took away all the light from his world.
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