Retribution, it's all retribution.
He shouldn't have left the house that day, shouldn't have stepped outside; had he just stayed home, how could he have ended up in such a dire situation?
If he could go back to the past, Chen Yuan would have beaten his former self to death.
Now, his life was worse than death.
At this time, Chen Yuan didn't know whether he should live or die.
He wanted to live, but he felt that living like this was worse than not living at all.
He thought about dying, but at the last moment, he wasn't quite willing to die.
Chen Yuan couldn't make sense of his own thoughts.
"I really regret it," Chen Yuan said, looking at Lin Murong, his teeth clenched as he spat out a few words.
"Regret? The world doesn't have a pill for regret." If there were such a pill, he would have devoured it all.
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