Self-Blame

"Let me ask you one thing: if, in the future, you become my enemy, what will you do?" Shenlian Yingyue wasn't a person who loved to hide.

"Impossible! You saved me; how can I forget your grace?" Jia Yi's picturesque eyebrows furrowed.

"The future is a canvas of endless possibilities, painted in hues of uncertainty." She looked at him seriously.

"Why think about the future when I'm living in the present now? I'm Jia Yi, a hopeless beast who was saved by you, and I'll be Jia Yi who was saved by you in the future." Jia Yi's red eye was glowing softly against his fair skin.

There was an underlying sense of pride and authority in Jia Yi's voice.

"Jia Yi, things are deeper than what you are thinking." She kneaded her temples in pain.

"You know who I am." Jia Yi wasn't ignorant. He knew at a glance that she was hiding something from him.

"I know who you are." She didn't deny it.