Lu Haotian said to Xia Yangyang, "Yangyang, in this life, I lost you. If there's a next life, can I still be your Brother Haotian?"
Xia Yangyang didn't know how to answer.
She just felt an immense bitterness.
In the end, Lu Haotian slowly let go of Xia Yangyang.
He took a step back.
Yet a self-mocking smile appeared on his face.
Lu Haotian smiled and said, "Sorry, I lost my composure."
Xia Yangyang slightly curved her lips, "I'm going to sleep."
As she turned, she stopped and said, "You'll always be my Brother Haotian."
After saying that, Xia Yangyang left.
Lu Haotian watched Xia Yangyang's departing figure and suddenly laughed.
Many things seemed to be let go in an instant.
These years, his pursuits had been so desperate, nearly driving him mad.
Despite all his intricate plans, he failed to attain what he truly desired.
But watching Xia Yangyang say those words.
Seeing her forgive him.
He truly felt happiness in his heart.
