Chen wiped his face clean and went back to sit beside Skyy. The image of Wang Xiao killing himself still lingered in his mind, refusing to disappear no matter how hard he tried to push it away.
It was a cruel world they lived in. Weakness of the body could be changed, healed, or even overcome, but weakness of the mind was different.
Wang Xiao had been tormented by guilt for almost twenty years. Even after being turned human again, perhaps it had been too late for him. He was still a man carrying the weight of everything he had done, and one day, that guilt might have crushed him anyway.
It was better this way.
At least, that was what Chen told himself.
He lowered his gaze and stared at his trembling fingers, letting out a quiet sigh. He still wasn't sure whether he truly believed those words.
