If life could be like a painting that, when spoiled, one could simply start over and paint anew...
Regrettably.
She was the one painting he desired in this lifetime, yet now, he could no longer afford her...
He had nothing and was asking her to share an endless darkness with him. That was too selfish, wasn't it?
If only he were to die in three months. If he survived but turned blind or became a cripple, it would be too pitiful for her...
Soon after, they returned to the hospital room. Due to her pregnancy, Sheng Qianxia quickly fell asleep in his arms.
Once she was asleep, he opened his eyes.
At this moment, a song called "If I Become a Memory" was playing through the earphones...
'Listening to the breathing that pounds like waves, the more beautiful it is, the more it disquiets me. What else can I cherish? If I can't even grasp my own pulse.'
Upon hearing these lyrics, Gong Beiyao tightened his embrace around Sheng Qianxia a little more.
