"I’m serious too, I don’t want to laugh."
She had thought her words were quite moving, but in the last moment, they crumbled. She was, in fact, quite devastated.
Bai Zhi, I’m serious. From the moment I escaped, I told myself not to trust anyone in this world except myself, that everyone else is a liar.
Until I met you, I was willing to believe in you, to trust that you’re my partner. You’re my junior sister, my friend. Can’t we trust each other, right?
And you, trust only me.
"Yes, we can trust each other without any reservations. You see, our intentions are the same, but just because our thoughts are different, we argued. I think we both need to calm down.
I thought I could be unrestrained in front of you, but you felt hurt; maybe we..."
We might have different thoughts.
"Even if we can trust each other and would never hurt each other, we still misunderstand. Isn’t that right? So, I’m going back first."
I’m not unmoved, there’s a bit of a desire to laugh, and a trace of heartache.
But it seems like there really is a bit of an issue.
"Don’t go, I haven’t finished speaking yet; if you say it, I’ll understand. Bai Zhi, tell me you trust me, will you?
This moment. Once you say it, no matter what you say in the future, I’ll know you’re just speaking rashly, right?"
At this moment, he desired a promise, one that could give him the confidence to face all darkness.
That is, no matter what lies ahead, he will always have someone he can trust.
"Moh Li, I trust only you."
In this world, where I don’t know who I truly am, I trust only you. I trust that you won’t hurt me, that I can trust you.
"I understand, junior sister."
Moh Li was satisfied upon hearing these words. He stretched out his hand, tousling Bai Zhi’s hair, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly, his eyes sparkling as if they contained stars.
At this moment, Bai Zhi finally understood what it meant for a single smile to make one’s heart race.
Bai Zhi felt somewhat depressed, a little awkward. Why on earth had she blurted out such a jumbled mess of words?
It’s not like her at all, right? She should’ve just boldly stated, "Why should I care if you’re angry?"
Ah, she must be crazy.
Otherwise, how could she have said such things?
"No, you’re still angry."
Moh Li was no longer angry, and in fact, felt exceptionally happy, but Bai Zhi was angry.
"I’m not angry anymore, so don’t be angry, please. From now on, you can say whatever you want, even if you said someone else is more handsome than me, I’ll pretend it’s not true." As if he wouldn’t mind, he wanted to go deal with that man.
"Actually, you don’t need to care about it. I guess my head wasn’t working properly just now, don’t mind it, just forget what I said, from now on I’ll..."
Be more careful with my words.
"From now on, say whatever you want."
Somehow, it sounds like it’s my fault.
"I hope you can always be yourself, no matter what."
The Bai Zhi who wails, gets angry, argues, and feels aggrieved is actually the most genuine version of herself.
At this moment, Moh Li truly understood Bai Zhi’s words. Usually, they were both pretending, regardless of the reason. But they weren’t their true selves; only at times were they truly being themselves.