"We've always been together, you are me and I am you, we've never been apart, leave this part of you with me, and the rest of you should go back, go back to the people you care about..."
Liu Shuang's voice gradually faded away, and Hu Meijing watched him walk into the desolate darkness with another version of herself, while Xiao Qian's gentle call became clearer and clearer in her ear.
Hu Meijing suddenly wanted to see Liu Shuang's expression. She wanted to know what his face looked like when he faced her. Would it be filled with hatred or would he be unable to forgive?
As if he knew what she was thinking, Liu Shuang, who was leaving with the other Hu Meijing, suddenly turned around, and at the same time, a soft light appeared in the previously desolate scene.
It was just like the afternoon when they first met. He was wearing a white shirt and smiling brightly at her, the same expression, the same voice.
