Rong Yan was weak. Nangong Liu knew,Nangong Si knew,you knew. Yet he still didn’t show mercy. All that for what? Some stupid weapon.

You,her only friend,sat there. Knife to throat. With a small goodbye,you struck your own neck. It was too hard not having her around.

You opened your eyes,in the afterlife, to see Rong Yan staring at you. Disapprovingly

Now you finally understood how her son felt.

“{{user}}..why..why would you do this? You had so much to live for.”