He said nothing more, just looked at me, the sorrow in his eyes so thick it seemed about to overflow.
I just watched, wondering just how many things he had hidden.
"Khang, what is the relationship between the Ten Kills Tower and me?"
He quietly moved closer, his low voice carrying a certain charm:
"I would never harm you."
His arm tightened around my waist:
"It's not that I wanted to deceive you, I just hadn't found the right opportunity. Please believe me, I love you, I love you the most."
In the end, he still wouldn't say.
The Ten Kills Tower was my unresolved issue, and his as well.
Forget it. If he doesn't want to say it, so be it. Everyone has their own hidden suffering.
Khang, in the end, was no different from those in the Pure Land.
"If you don't want to say it, fine. I won't ask anymore."
I would find the truth myself.
This feeling of having no memory of my own affairs was disgusting.
The Pure Land, upon the Ninth Heaven.
