Mu Xiangwan took a deep breath, tilting her head back to force back the tears that threatened to fall from her eyes. Struggling to keep her composure, she said, "I once wished so hard for him to leave my life. To never ever appear again. I even wished for his disappearance from my world every time I made a birthday wish, but now..."
This perilous experience, walking the thin line between life and death, made Mu Xiangwan mature overnight.
Realizing Su Chaoyang's deep love for her, she couldn't help but feel a surge of guilt. How could she have been so ruthless, wishing so desperately for him to "leave"? She even cruelly cursed him to die.
If they really hadn't survived this ordeal, if they had indeed met their end in Myanmar, was it her curse that had come true?
With this thought, her guilt intensified. The deep sense of remorse made her want to say something to Su Chaoyang, but he remained in a deep sleep, unwilling to wake up.
