Ou Yimo looked at him in shock, at that moment, upon hearing him say he might have never truly loved her, she felt as if countless arrows pierced her heart causing immense pain.
Zhan Nanjue continued speaking:
"We could never get along peacefully. Yet I've woven our love in my imagination. Perhaps, I just liked imagining you, in my imagination you were perfect and kind, like a pure angel..."
"But the imagined you and the one with me were never the same person."
That year, the girl who would mourn and cry uncontrollably over the death of a pigeon grew up.
She grew up and was no longer the girl who wanted to save the world and ensure peace.
He didn't ask her to be the same as before.
He only asked that she at least not treat lives carelessly, not act recklessly, not remain unrepentant.
She need not be so kind, but at least not become a demon.
Ou Yimo heard Zhan Nanjue say this, and a complex emotion bloomed in her eyes.
