Adjusting the disarrayed lapel of his clothing, Rong Zhi smiled faintly and said, "There is a saying, 'A long illness wearies the son's devotion.'" In any place, it would be the same. He would not assume that if he were to live on, half-dead, and have Chu Yu take care of him, Chu Yu would stop loving him. However, such behavior would undoubtedly dilute and weaken the piercing heartache and tragic intensity that he had deliberately fabricated to be frozen in an eternal moment.
If that were the case, and he died in the end, Chu Yu might have been sadly heartbroken, but it would never have been as deeply engraved in her heart, and if he had ultimately survived, Chu Yu would not be as ecstatic and overwhelmed as she was today.
He chose that most tragic moment to decisively make his cut, leaving the deepest wound in her soul.
