For some reason, those simple words suddenly filled Shen Mo's heart with an overwhelming sense of grievance that he could not suppress.
He did not know why his emotions were fluctuating so intensely, but the feeling was so real, so profound.
He wanted to see who that person was, wanted to know who he was, but his mind could not think.
You lied to me.
He heard himself say it in his heart.
As the light grew brighter and brighter, the darkness around Shen Mo gradually faded away.
He suddenly opened his eyes. His expression was still blank, and his face was covered in tears.
It was then that Xue Xue's face moved closer. Shen Mo could not stop himself from throwing himself into her arms, tears spilling uncontrollably as he desperately held back his sobs.
Why? Why does no one want me anymore? Why did you leave me there all alone? You all clearly promised me. Why does everyone break their word?
Am I really... really that unlikeable?
Why... why didn't you take me with you too?
Sister A-Xue... Mo Mo misses you so much.
You were wrong. The days after leaving that place were still bitter.
You lied to Mo Mo. The place where you fell asleep... the snow was really cold. So cold.
It was so cold that Mo Mo's bones hurt.
Mo Mo can't see the light anymore.
Shen Mo could no longer distinguish reality from dreams. It felt as though something was lodged in his throat, leaving him unable to breathe.
Suddenly, something cool lightly touched his forehead. Shen Mo looked up and met a pair of tear-blurred eyes, faint fragments of light shimmering within them.
Shen Mo raised both hands to stroke that fair, clean face, touching the place where words had been carved