"What are you afraid of?" Mo Ran asked, puzzled.
"I'm addicted to drugs, and it's highly possible that I'll never be able to quit for the rest of my life. Are you scared?" Scared of the unclean him, scared of the him that might show all sorts of symptoms?
Mo Ran's eyes darkened, "Of course I'm afraid."
Gu Yixuan's heart ached—she really was afraid...
"I'm afraid you won't be able to get rid of the drugs and that they will harm your body in the future. I'm afraid you will leave me too soon and I will have to live alone in this world. Gu Yixuan, you must stay healthy and alive, and accompany me until we grow old and die, okay?" Mo Ran looked at him with hope in her eyes.
The man's throat bobbed with emotion, his heart full of touch and happiness.