For a moment, Zhou Heng felt ice-cold all over. Could love really make someone give up even their life? Having become a corporate workhorse straight out of college in his previous life, Zhou Heng could not understand it, but he knew he had no right to condemn or curse the man. To him, the weight of this love was somewhat too heavy.
"Mr. Yu, is this worth it?" A trace of melancholy appeared on Zhou Heng's face.
Yu Tong grinned and patted Zhou Heng's hand. "I never really understood why before, either. Now that I'm about to die, I can see it clearly instead. Why wouldn't it be worth it? All I seek is what my heart desires. Just as that famous quote says, when I look back on my life, I won't feel ashamed of having accomplished nothing. Now I can say those words with pride, too."
Yu Tong reached out and grasped at thin air again. A cube-shaped, luminous white item landed in his palm, and he handed it to Zhou Heng. "I thought I'd never need this in my lifetime, but luckily, I didn't sell it. That saves an important figure like you the trouble of buying one yourself. After I die, I'll leave sealing her to you. It isn't very good-it only lasts ten years. If there's no hope of her recovering her memories within ten years, kill her..."
With that, Yu Tong patted his knees and stood with an easy smile. "I'm off. There are two and a half hours left, so I have to say my final goodbye, at least. Don't eavesdrop this time. You're still young; hearing too much of that isn't good for you."
Yu Tong left, waving without looking back as he returned to Apartment 302 in Building 7 to continue