Bai Yufei stared at the two lines of words on the desk, his heart filled with an inexplicable feeling of sadness but at the same time, a sense of relief.
It was like the experiences Shen Lian mentioned last night, and his outtake in life could be described with the phrase 'How often does one get to drink with the accompaniment of song and dance; like the morning dew that dissipates, how fast days go by'
In the end, gods and deities are just human, trapped in the vast sea of suffering without relief.
He carefully removed the desktop and pondered for a long time, finally putting it back to its original place. Regardless how precious the two lines are, they should not be removed for private possession nor should it be worshipped like God. That would not be what Shen Lian desired.