"Xingxing, listen to me. I have no time left. It's my own doing, this has nothing to do with you. Do you know? It's me who doesn't want to live anymore, I killed Zhou Luhe and Ye Zheng. If I go to prison, I'll be locked up for life, a fate worse than death. I think this is good now, really good..."
It's really not bad this way, if he were alive, he would probably still find ways to ruin her marriage and happiness.
He never wanted to admit that Ye Qilan treated Su Hongxing well, that without Xiao Ji, Su Hongxing could lead a better, happier life.
All her suffering was brought by him. Without his interference, she would have already been living happily ever after with Ye Qilan.
Su Hongxing held Xiao Ji tightly, tears falling like rain, "Xiao Ji, I don't want you to die, you must live well for me..."
Xiao Ji's eyes brightened upon hearing this, suggesting, perhaps, that in her heart, there was a small place for him, just a little was enough, he was satisfied.
