"Ah?"
Everyone was suddenly stunned, for Wen Yi's voice was very light and gentle, carrying not the slightest hint of hatred or anger.
"Actually, I came here to say goodbye to you. I... I've been rather shy since I was young, and I rarely interacted with others, so I never knew how to converse with people, especially with someone I liked. Not until after I died could I talk without any reservations, though... it's already too late."
Chen Ming's tears began to flow again, damn it.
"Wow, that's so touching." Xu Hai started to get teary-eyed as well, tears almost curving in his eyes.
"Okay, I must go now. Thank you, though I still have some regrets, at least I have said what I needed to say. And, I also understand your feelings. Even though it's late, I still feel very happy."
Wen Yi's ghost held not a trace of resentful Qi. When she lifted her head, what you saw, with her black hair scattered, was a fair and slightly pale melon-seeded face.
