In the very last moment of his consciousness, Mo Nanjue thought, at least he protected her until death. Perhaps he wasn't perfect, and maybe he wasn't the one who loved her the most, but he stayed true to his initial heart, even if it was a journey without an end, even if the person by her side in the future wouldn't be him...
He felt it was enough.
Enough, truly enough. He was very satisfied, having once had it, he was really satisfied.
Mo Nanjue curled his lips, who said that a person shouldn't be too greedy? In this life, being able to fall so deeply in love once was a blessing from above, even if he was left utterly broken, he was willing.
Yes, willing.
Tong Ran... this name swirled endlessly, and in the last moment, what he remembered most clearly was still her.
Goodbye.
Meeting you in this life, possessing you, hurting you, falling in love with you, getting you, losing you... it has always been a cliff without a way back.
