Tears suddenly gushed out, and the heart that had been indifferent for a century suddenly surged violently. You shouted in a collapse: "——Su Ming'an! You have always respected others' will to die, why don't you respect mine this time?!"
His eyes flickered: "Because... this time it's not necessary."
He can do it, so you don't need to die.
He knows you actually don't want to die at all.
You squatted down and buried your head into your knees.
You can't tell if what's in your heart is pain or gratitude, anger or relief. You don't want him to see your vulnerability, otherwise, he would discover your desire to survive. You can't let him find out.
Only cry this once... just this once...
You held tightly, almost to the point where even your breathing stilled. Until your shoulders stopped trembling, and even the snow vaguely stopped, you slowly raised your head...
