69 Defrost

Meng Fuyao placed her hands on her chest. After struggling for a long time, she finally spoke.

"You… why do you like me?"

Yuan Zhaoxu fell into silence, and after a long while he grabbed hold of a falling leaf and said, "I met a girl, who is just like a part of me. I had planned to get close to her to understand myself better, but in the process, I've lost sight of my initial goal. Throughout my whole life, I've never felt what it was like to treasure and fight for something. Because of her, things changed. It's to the point where I've completely forgotten about the shadow and simply want to continue seeing her."

It was Yuan Zhaoxu's first time unfolding his deepest thoughts, as the misty moonlight shone down onto the lotus flower on his wrist.

"I hope… she can be like this flower, weaved into my flesh, and stay by my side forever and beyond, until the end of time."