Yan Qingsi's throat closed tight as if something had lodged inside there. She opened her mouth, but not a word came out.
The sunlight scorched her face, and sweat poured down her head and blurred her eyes. She could not see the man before her properly.
She did not understand why this man told her all this.
Did he really have to?
You Yi wiped around Yan Qingsi's eyes until they were clean. "You're young," he said. "You should be happy, and live your life to the fullest."
Yan Qingsi could not explain the sudden ache that clamped around her heart. "But I've been doing this, and I've been doing it for so long," she argued. "I can't turn back now."
You Yi gave her an intent look. "Then you should stop," he said gently, "I'll finish everything off."
He had failed to save her. Now, he could not fail to execute revenge for her.
Whatever he did, he did it for her. Otherwise, he would go insane.
