But now... it was she who brought him to the sunlight, and it is also she who casts him back into the darkness.
And he no longer had the strength to live in the darkness as he did before.
Her departure took away not just the sunlight, but also his soul and his life.
He could endure any misfortune and disaster for her, but he could not bear her leaving.
"Yes, no one can separate us, no one can," Wen Xiao'ai finally felt comforted upon hearing Jun Moyan's response.
"Jun Moyan, you shouldn't smoke that stuff so often anymore; the TV says it's bad for your health."
"...Okay."
"If you're unhappy, just tell me, Xiaoguai will cheer you up."
"...Okay." Jun Moyan's voice was slightly choked, he closed his eyes, burying his face in Wen Xiao'ai's shoulder, trying hard to calm his emotions.
"Jun Moyan, you're hugging me too tightly." Wen Xiao'ai was squeezed by his arms to the point that she could hardly breathe.
