Her face was still flushed with drunkenness, seemingly confused about the situation as she tried to get closer to him, muttering under her breath, but he had already straightened up.
Once, after his father's death, he had sworn to himself that he would never love anyone, including his soulmate, for the rest of his life. If one day he did find his soulmate, their role in his life would only be as a "medicine."
But after he really met her, he repeatedly broke the vow he had made, falling in love with his soulmate so easily.
No, he would not repeat his father's mistakes, he would not live out the rest of his life in madness and then end it himself. The moment he broke up with her, he was painfully aware that he would rather not have the "medicine" than to be so easily controlled by another person, even to be controlled over life and death.
His life and death could only be determined by himself!
