"Zi Chuan, I'm really sorry.
I could not have imagined that my own stubbornness eight years ago could end like this.
I never knew that all of these years, you've carried such a heavy burden on my behalf.
Zi Chuan, I love you.
I don't want our love to become a burden to you.
I can also no longer confront this love between us, because it is unfair to Soul Fighter.
Zi Chuan, farewell, we shall not be meeting again."
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It was a short letter. but Shen Liangchuan did not seem to understand a word of it. He stared hard at the piece of paper in his hands.
He stared at it as though through it, he could peer into Xiao Qiao's heart.
Curling his fingers tightly, he worked hard to regulate his breathing, but he felt a coldness that wouldn't go away.
Gradually, his vision blurred.
All he could see now was the last sentence in the letter.
"Zi Chuan, farewell, we shall not be meeting again."