"Porcelain doll, my name is Bu Nanxiao, can you remember it?"
In fact, she doesn't even know his name yet
What he has been thinking about all this time is just this moment, seeing her again and telling her his name in person.
Who in the world of death doesn’t know this name now? Everyone knows it, and it’s well known, but that’s meaningless. All he wants is for her to know and remember, that’s all.
"Well, I remember, little brother, my name is Ren Qingci."
He felt a pain in his heart. He remembered every detail about them, but she forgot that she had told him her name a long time ago.
"Okay," he just smiled faintly after all, "I've written it down too."
"Little brother, why are you here? Have you...been locked up here all this time?"
Bu Nanxiao shook his head: "If I had been here, I would be just like them." He pointed to the glowing corpse on the ground.
"How did you escape?"
"It depends on a little girl, she is very smart"
"Little girl?" Ren Qingci's heart was shocked. She was afraid of but expected the answer.
"You know him." Bu Nanxiao said the name with a smile, "Yin Jiaoyue"
Ren Qingci subconsciously took a step back. Yin Jiaoyue was taken back as her, and she was imprisoned in this ghost place on her behalf. She owed her so much and caused her so much misery: "Jiaoyue is still alive now? Is she okay?"
Bu Nanxiao nodded: "Don't worry, she is still alive." He paused, "From the perspective of others, she must be living a good life."
Ren Qingci heard the words: "So, she is still not doing well... right?"
"Celadon" Bu Nanxiao held her shoulders and said, "Don't blame yourself too much. Everyone has their own destiny."
"No" Ren Qingci lowered her head and her voice became hoarse, "I was the one who harmed Jiaoyue. If I hadn't been so selfish at that time, what happened today wouldn't have happened. Why wasn't I captured? Why didn't I die at that time?
Already? It’s me who deserves to die, it’s me who deserves to die..."
"Don't say that!" Bu Nanxiao suddenly raised his voice and hugged her who couldn't stop shaking. How could she die? If she died, what would be the point of enduring the humiliation and burden for so many years?
"Celadon, Haoyue will be fine and she won't hate you, at least, she won't hate you as much as you imagine."
Even if there was only a small amount of understanding, he had redeemed it for her with his own freedom.