Chapter 0220: The Late-Found Deep Love Is Worth Less Than Grass

Long Xiao was stunned, looking at Huo Tingxiao, finding it incredible.

"Huo Tingxiao, if I hadn't heard it myself, I would hardly believe such words could come from you."

Huo Tingxiao's eyes darkened. Ever since he had realized his feelings for Mu Lan, that sentiment had surged more fiercely with each passing day.

He also knew that belated affection was less esteemed than immediate passion, and he had no illusions of making Mu Lan accept him again right away.

But people are never satisfied; one moment they speak amiably, and the next, they wonder if they could reconcile immediately.

He wasn't afraid of giving, he was truly afraid of losing...

Without Mu Lan, he might as well become a monk, retreat to the mountains to practice asceticism, and pray for her well-being alongside an eternal lamp.

"Once you've experienced what it's like to lose something, you'll know what's truly important."

Long Xiao shrugged noncommittally.

"In any case, I'm bound to remain a loner for life."