'I really like you. Because I like you so much, I don't dare to let you know that this world will never have me again. I still hope that in your heart, I will forever remain beautiful.'
'Even if I turn into bubbles, it's still beautiful.'
'I no longer have the courage to say goodbye. Yes, I no longer have the courage to say I want you to leave. Because my heart is being torn apart, it feels like even my voice has been taken by the witch.'
Shirao's footsteps were hurried.
Luckily, he didn't wake up to see her hasty silhouette; otherwise, all her emotions would be entirely visible to him.
In fact, she is very fragile.
The room was opened and locked again.
The room returned to silence.
He suddenly opened his eyes, filled with astonishment and sorrow.
'Gong Shirao, are you still going to leave!?'
Even if he fainted at her doorstep, she would still leave.
She wouldn't even stay a little longer for him, unwilling to miss today's flight for him? Is she in such a hurry to leave?
