The moon above was luminous, casting its glow over the dense forest.
All around was serene, with only Forsythia's voice occasionally breaking the stillness of the night.
She slowly recounted her first encounter with Gem Atkinson, their acquaintance, understanding, and love. Even her time in prison, she didn't deliberately conceal, including the matter of Gem contracting a virus. The only thing she kept hidden was their true identities.
In the end, the night returned to its quietude. Only Peter Andrews' steady breathing could be heard from time to time.
After being lost in thought for a while, Liz sighed 'such a beautiful love story' and then asked, "Leaving like this, does it hurt your heart?"
"The pain doesn't matter so long as he is alive."
"Can you really bear to leave?"
"Bearing it or not doesn't matter so long as he is alive."
