"If that's the case, then he shouldn't keep living in pain. He can find someone new. After all, he wasn't that in love with the girl."
In his opinion, if one loved too deeply, they should accompany their partner in death so they could be together in the netherworld.
Mo Ran silently glanced at him.
'Gu Yixuan, if I were to die, you must live on.'
The man frowned unhappily, "What nonsense are you talking about?!"
Mo Ran felt she wasn't talking nonsense at all. Gu Yixuan's emotions were too extreme, and she was truly afraid he would do something foolish.
'I'm speaking hypothetically. I hope you'll live on, because no one wants to see their loved one die with them.'
Gu Yixuan angrily snatched away her paper and pen, "Your brain has been poisoned by television! Always thinking about such messy things."
He grabbed the remote control and decisively turned off the television.
Mo Ran pouted. She was seriously speaking to him and wasn't thinking about messy things at all.
