The battle lasted a day and a night. After a day had passed, the girl in the Red Dress sat atop him, her head lowered and her willow-like waist bent. Her small hands clutched his collar tightly, all her weight braced against him. Faintly, tears began to fall like rain, dripping onto his face.
"Rong Luo..."
Jiang Feng reached out, wanting to touch her, but his hands hovered helplessly in midair again, not knowing where they should land...
"You're clearly still so weak..." Rong Luo murmured, her delicate voice carrying a sob. "You're clearly still this weak..."
Raising her head, Rong Luo stared straight into his eyes. Tears slid slowly down her cheeks, then fell in full drops once more.
"You're clearly still so weak, so why... why do you have to leave?" Her voice grew louder and louder, rasping in a way that tore at the heart.
"Why do you have to leave! Stay! Why go to the mortal world! Whichever woman you want, I'll snatch her for you! Don't go, don't leave me!"
Buried in Jiang Feng's embrace, Rong Luo's sobs grew louder and louder. Her tears had already soaked Jiang Lin's chest.
Jiang Feng's hovering hands finally settled gently over her back, softly embracing her. "Elder Sister Rong Luo... I'm sorry..."
"Bad egg! Big Bad Egg! Are all you humans like this, just like you? Not a single one of you is any good! Big Bad Egg!"
Clenching her tiny fists, Rong Luo kept pounding Jiang Lin's chest. Her fists held little strength, even going somewhat limp, yet each blow was like a great mountain crashing down upon Jiang Lin's heart.
Jiang Feng merely held her quietly, raising his head to gaze at the pure blue sky while letting her vent in his arms.
After that day,