So many people were sent out, yet they didn't find Rong Yanqiao. He also knew that Rong Yanqiao likely wouldn't come back.
But the clearer it is, the more painful it feels inside.
If he hadn't seen a person or a body, he still clung to a glimmer of hope.
Photos no longer satisfied him.
Because in his dreams, sometimes that kind of feeling was satisfying.
But the more so, the more painful it became after waking up.
To the extent that Rong Qingze felt utterly despairing.
Xu Shaodong, seeing Rong Qingze like this, empathized, "Drinking like this, are you not afraid of drinking yourself to death?"
Rong Qingze gave a bitter smile.
"If I don't do this, I simply won't see her. You're not here to tell me to accept reality, are you?"
No, he couldn't accept this reality.
As long as she was by his side, he was willing to immerse himself in an illusory world.
