Then, Ren Zhong had no choice but to see everyone, including Ma Xiaoling, as mere passersby in his life.
Silently, Ren Zhong pondered in his heart whether he should at least respond to her once?
Fulfill her last wish?
In the previous six hundred and twenty-two confessions, Ren Zhong chose to remain silent to avoid distracting Ma Xiaoling in battle.
Since it was already destined to move forward, he shouldn't let her disappear with regret.
But do I really like her? Does it really matter?
Ren Zhong's mind was filled with such chaotic thoughts.
From the perspective of ordinary thinking, Ren Zhong's hesitation and struggle seemed irrational.
After all, he had been through so much, witnessed too many separations and tragedies. He should have long transformed into a mature and stable, extraordinarily composed monster.
At least that's how Xiao Xingyue saw him now.
But Ren Zhong was intentionally allowing his mind to remain open.
