บท 1117: Don’t poop on my head

Seeing Qing Yi blaming himself, Little Seven got up and walked to his side, held his hands and said, "Qing Yi, I've never blamed you before, stop blaming yourself. Although it was painful at that time, what past is past, I'm living well now, you know, I'm very happy now."

Qing Yi looked at Sima You Yue with gratitude, he knew it was because of her, that was why Little Seven became happier.

But this couldn't change his mind on blaming himself.

"What happened next?" Sima You Yue asked, "Even if you don't have vitality anymore, your flesh is a supplement for human beings, how did you manage to stay alive?"

"My last consciousness was that I heard someone attacking that clan, but I don't know how I stay alive after." Little Seven continued, "But it's not important, the past is nowhere possible to do textual research, nowhere to seek revenge, just let it pass. I'm a whole new me now."

Sima You Yue smiled, she wasn't as open as Little Seven.