He's extreme, angry, and confrontational. Gu Ci's silence, to him, seems more like a choice. Lu Zhiyuan clenched his teeth and said, "Gu Ci, you want to pick me to die, don't you?"
"No!"
"Then you'll pick him?"
Gu Ci's voice turned cold, and her teeth were chattering from the chill. Why did she have to make this choice? Lu Zhiyuan had died in front of her once already. Gu Ci looked at him with sorrow, "Lu Zhiyuan, listen to me..."
"That's enough!" Lu Zhiyuan's heart turned to ashes. "In your eyes, I'm just a substitute. The one you love is him, not me!"
