"Is it true? Chu Chu, I know how petty and vengeful you are, I've been so awful to you, do you really not blame me?" Sheng Shi's voice carried a touch of deep melancholy.
Gu Lanshan shook her head, her tone very gentle, "Shi'er, I never really blamed you, I was just very sad. Why did you have to treat me that way? I forgave you a long time ago."
"That's great." A wave of tranquility washed over Sheng Shi's heart, and a hint of a smile appeared in his eyes.
She didn't blame him anymore; she had forgiven him.
He felt as though, if he were to die like this, he would have no regrets in this life.
He had no idea when someone would come to rescue them.
Gu Lanshan hadn't been injured now, and although there was nothing to eat here, she could probably manage for a few days, but he was different.
He was bleeding nonstop and might soon die from excessive blood loss.
He had already told her everything in his heart; he should stay rational now and give her his last words.
