"What kind of person do you like? I'll keep an eye out for you." She felt obliged to take care of his matters.
Mo Sichen glanced at Xia Yunsheng, wishing he could say, "Someone like her."
But, he knew there wouldn't be another Xia Yunsheng in this world.
Resigned, he could only smile, "None."
Someone like him isn't meant to find love.
In the morning, Mo Sichen had to go out for a bit, and Xia Yunsheng, with nothing better to do, decided to accompany him.
Arriving at the cemetery, Mo Sichen recalled the first time Xia Yunsheng had saved him here and said to her, "Sheng, actually, this place, I think, is where we truly met."
Because it was here that she learned of his secret, and it was here that he began to guard himself against her—to keep an eye on her.
And yet, she has saved him more than once because of this!
"Oh." Xia Yunsheng found the thought fascinating.
