"But..."
Roxy abruptly changed tack!
Her pale blue eyes, usually so cool and rational, now seemed to have been set ablaze by the roaring fire in the hearth!
They brimmed with undisguised love and attachment, as deep as a boundless sea of stars.
It burned so fiercely that it almost melted Cui Ciyou's soul.
"But to me, Roxy Migurdia, that kind of 'possibility' means nothing!"
"I don't want that possibility, either!"
Roxy reached out of her own accord and gently but firmly took Cui Ciyou's large hand, which he had unconsciously rested on the sofa's armrest, his knuckles pale with tension.
Her palm was warm and soft, as though it could dispel every chill and unease in the world.
"Because right now, in this time and space where you're here..."
"Everything I've experienced, all the happiness and joy I've felt, has been because of you."
"It all exists because of you, Ciyou."
"It was you, Cui Ciyou..."
Roxy's voice trembled slightly with emotion.
Yet every word was perfectly clear, filled with an undeniable strength.
"When I was at my lowest, utterly helpless, thinking my life could only end in lonely travels, fading into obscurity..."
"You kept me by your side, in that slightly overbearing, slightly unreasonable, yet utterly sincere way of yours;"
"It was you..."
Roxy remembered the day Cui Ciyou had explained "magic models" and "the use of mental power" to her.
"Who patiently taught me, time and again, knowledge and theories I'd never encountered, as though you'd opened the door to a new world."
"You opened up a whole new vista of magic for me, when I'd thought I'd already reached its limits;"
"It was you..."
Roxy almost seemed to smell that sweet fragrance of butter and honey again.
"Who, because I liked desserts..."
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