"Don't worry, Qingyan, it's just an illusion. I'm right here, aren't I?"
Cen Dongsheng comforted her this way, but Yi Qingyan clearly couldn't easily accept it.
"In fact, before today, I had fantasized more than once about the day my brother turned into a bad guy, so I could kill you without guilt... Even without encountering the illusion, I would eventually do the same thing one day."
The young girl released her arms, lifted her face from the man's embrace, wiped away the tears on her face, her voice slightly choked but seeming to have returned to her usual calm.
"So, brother, let me go."
Her tone was serious, as if cautioning.
"After letting go, where do you plan to go?"
"... I plan to find a place with no one around by myself. I will try to salvage my out-of-control emotions and tame my life prohibition; but if I can't, then I'll..."
Her fingers trembled slightly, Yi Qingyan gazed at her palm, lost in thought.