He and His Black Moonlight

When Bai Qing heard what I said about Shen Jing’s white moonlight in her earpiece.

Bai Qing was very smart and immediately grasped the key point.

The person Shen Jing loved was me.

She said into the earpiece: “Xiao Man, I know you’re trying to die, but I want you to live.

“So, I have to tell Shen Jing that Bai Man has you locked up.

“You have to survive, no matter what.”

A rare choke was in her voice: “Xiao Man.

“You once said your story would have a happy ending, and all the villains would be punished.

“I’m sorry, I know you hate Shen Jing right now, but I have to use him to save you.

“But I promise, I’ll get you out.”

How could I be angry?

I loved Shen Jing, and I hated him too.

This last bit of time, I’d use to say a proper goodbye to him.

His love, his hate, his life, his desire for revenge and satisfaction, his tyrannical misanthropy.

All of it started because of me.

I gave him such a villainous setting, and all his actions were guided by that setting.

Even if he was a villain, I still wanted to give him the ending he deserved.