At this moment, Tan Jincheng's heart was filled with conflict.
On one hand, there was the child he couldn't let go of.
On the other hand... the person now was not even Anan, but Xiao Ye.
So even if he died with her, what was the point?
His Anan might already be dead. His Anan knew nothing at all.
If he died, it would be in vain.
But does that mean he could completely disregard her, let her die in despair? Even if she was merely Xiao Ye, not his Anan?
No, he couldn't do it.
Compared to dying together, he would rather bring her back alive.
If she died, she would forever remain Xiao Ye. But if she lived, perhaps one day his Anan would return. Even if his Anan might never come back, it didn't matter. He could watch from afar, imagine she was his Anan, and comfort himself that his Anan was still alive, under the same starry sky!
So she must not die.
Absolutely not.
