"Li Qiyu… don't lie to me." He would believe it.
"What good does it do me to lie to you? After I knew Bo Yeyuan had died… I found I wasn't very sad, so I came back to find you. I want to be with you, want to go back to the past, still want you to treat me like before." Li Qiyu buried her head in her knees, refusing to look up because she was too guilty to meet his eyes. She had never been a good liar; this time it was a lie with good intentions. Could he forgive her?
"I so wish… that waking up, everything would be a nightmare, and I would still be by your side. Feng, no man can ever surpass your place in my heart. Wherever you are is home, only you…" Li Qiyu murmured, suddenly feeling a force gripping her arm.
Beitang Feng, with an unknown strength, pressed her tightly into his embrace.
Lying on his shoulder, Li Qiyu's tear-streaked face heard his deep, muffled voice, "I'm sorry…"
