"Regret, and guilt?"
Fu Hua repeated Xu Yanwu's words, and Xu Yanwu continued, "Fu Hua, do you know why I rejected you back in high school?"
Xu Yanwu pressed his hand against the Ferris wheel window. "I don't want to leave my family."
"Even now, I still don't want to leave them."
Xu Yanwu lowered his hand, looked at Fu Hua, stood up, and said to her, "I believe everything you said, including all those people you said I would meet and save in the future. I believe it all."
"But I don't want to leave this place."
Xu Yanwu crouched before Fu Hua, took her hand, and said, "I... don't know what will happen in the future, but for me, it definitely won't be something good."
"I won't mention the reason right now... If it were me, I could only think of one possibility: I'm regretting something, or feeling guilty."
"If it were me, if I ended up like this, then... there must be a reason why I don't want to bring up my past."
"Because my past definitely isn't something that can't be mentioned! It's a past I will always be grateful for and miss."
As Xu Yanwu said this, he slowly lowered his head and pressed it close to Fu Hua's hand.
"I'm sorry, but... I really want to be selfish for once."
Xu Yanwu said to Fu Hua, "What the real me can't make up for, I want to try to accomplish now—the things I would once have regretted."
"I think... that's why I'm here now."
Xu Yanwu's voice trembled slightly. "I believe you, but I really can't see everything here as fake. These are my experiences. This is my life. I know what these things are... and precisely because of that, I don't want to