He gazed tenderly at the tranquil and beautiful face on the bed, even just looking at her like this, his heart was overflowing with happiness.
How wonderful it would be, if he could look at her like this for a lifetime.
"Ah Kai, I can't bear to see Ranran tormented by illness."
After a long while, Mo Xiuchen finally spoke slowly, his tone calm but laced with inner conflict and reluctance. Originally, knowing that being together with Ranran might transfer the poison inside her to himself, he only thought that as long as he could keep her healthy, it would be enough.
But tonight, as he kissed her, caressed her in her sleep, and even later did what should be done by two alone, he felt a twinge of heartbreak and sadness.
He couldn't bear for Ranran to leave him, and he equally couldn't bear leaving Ranran.
If one day he really had to leave her, what would she do? Would she spend the rest of her life alone, or would she accept another man by her side?
"Mo Xiuchen, you..."
