Ji Shuang's eyes softened the moment she heard those words.
"You don't have to decide right now..." she whispered.
He let out a soft breath "But… if I don't go, then what hope is there for Jing'er?"
With a nod, she spoke "I know her death haunts you, but you have to think if Jing'er really wishes to risk your life so that she can be saved?"
"And I am pretty sure there might be many other different ways to bring Jing'er back."
"If you die chasing this, then it won't just be you paying the price."
"Zhou Hanyue. Li Jia. Velnorah. Me and your lovers..."
She looked up at him and uttered in a desperate tone "Don't make me attend another funeral."
Zhao Tian's heart twisted as it was too much.
The desperation in her eyes and the fear in her trembling hands...
The memory of Jing'er's laughter.
The quiet smiles of Zhou Hanyue and the warmth of Li Jia, Xia Shenyi's affectionate slap, Fei Lingxi, Ziyu, and Norah.
His Mother, his Big Sister, and all his other wives.
