But since it has already been brought up, I might as well say everything at once.
Otherwise, he wouldn't know to what extent he has been wrong all these years.
"Mo Feng, you've always doubted why I trust Huo Jingting, even after he confessed his own crimes."
"I've known him longer than you, twenty-one years. I can't guarantee how well I know him, but now, I am sure that he is definitely not someone who would sell out his friends for profit."
"When he broke up with me at eighteen, I once thought he chose to abandon me for personal gain, until later my classmates told me that he left to protect me."
"You've been through life and death together, haven't you thought carefully whether Huo Jingting really values profit?"
Mo Feng couldn't possibly not have thought about it.
He may also know deep down that Huo Jingting isn't that kind of person.
It's just that the hatred is too deep, and those two gunshots were too painful, causing him to lose his rationality, blinded by revenge.
