Zhang Yuan couldn't help but ask, "I'm a bit confused, why did you still have to do this at the end? Isn't this just adding unnecessary emotional burden on yourself?"
Han Ziyue thought for a moment and replied, "Three thousand years from now, I will have already disappeared from this world. If at that time, someone still remembers me, and it's in another time and space, don't you think that's quite meaningful?"
Zhang Yuan was silent.
He felt that this idea was a bit pretentious yet somehow made some sense...
After a while, he plucked up his courage and slowly crawled out of the bathroom.
Han Ziyue just stared at his shoulders, laughing non-stop.
Then she hopped and jumped into the bathroom.
Zhang Yuan wondered if he should take the opportunity to run away while she was taking a bath?
Yes, that's exactly what he should do!
Run!
Hey, where are my pants?