"I won't leave you," Zhang Hei replied. 'But, you'll be the one leaving me when you finally remember what happened more than four hundred years ago,' he continued bitterly in his heart.
Last night he had just remembered everything again, and his feelings were completely different from before. Before last night, he had only felt guilt and regret for what happened all those years ago, but now his feelings had become more complicated. Even as he stared at Jun, he couldn't describe what he was feeling, but then his gaze suddenly fell on the young man's slender neck.
