Fu Siye muttered to himself, "Do you want to go home...?"
His expression was a little absent-minded as he mocked himself.
"... So, you don't want me anymore?"
It hurt, his heart really hurt. It hurt so much that he did not even notice that the wound on his abdomen had split open. Mu Hui wanted to say something, but in the end, she forced herself to be ruthless.
"I want to go back to my world... I'm sorry..."
Mu Hui turned around and held back the tears in her eyes before turning around again. Her eyes were red.
"So you won't stop me, right?"
"Heh... Heh..."
Fu Siye rubbed his hair hard and made it look a little messy. The veins on his forehead were popping out, and his eyes were red.
Fu Siye roared self-deprecatingly, "How can I stop you? What right do I have to stop you? You don't even like me, so what am I to you? Really, what right do I have to stop you?"
