After an expected moment of silence, Fuyuan Zhou closed his eyes and then opened them again. His eyes were entangled with the figure, breaking through the cover in his eyes. It seemed that the love was sincere but also deep and painful, bright and dark, broken light. The blade flew across his eyes, but there wasn't much expression on his face. It was just the unexplained sadness that slowly overflowed from his eyes bit by bit, making people feel sad for no reason.
Su Rimu remembered the way this man smiled and looked at him with a touch of nostalgia when he heard Chao Xiaoge talking about his brother not long ago.
Fu Yuanzhou really fell in love with the Ninth Five-Year Master, and wanted to protect Bennett Fu more than anyone else--but he couldn't help himself.
If a person who has tried so hard to protect cannot be protected well, he can only blame himself for his incompetence. The most painful thing is that he has to hurt someone despite clearly wanting to protect him. That feeling... must be so painful that he can't help but want to open his mouth and vomit. Only when you have a heart can you not feel pain.
"If you are sincere, you can always make up for it." Su Rimu, who also doesn't understand love, can only say this.
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