"Lin Jiage, didn't you say that the blue sky will accompany the white clouds, the breeze will accompany the flowers, and the moon will accompany the stars, but you will always accompany me?"
"If you really do something wrong in a moment of desperation, how are you going to accompany me in the future?"
"It's not worth it... to sacrifice yourself for him..."
Under Shi Yao's soft voice, Lin Jiage's rationality slowly returned to him. His grip on Han Jing's neck slowly loosened as well.
Shi Yao could feel the boy's body becoming less agitated. Only then did she loosen her grip on his eyes and place it on his arm, pulling his hand away from Han Jing's neck.
