Xia Wenjin felt a pang in her heart; the profound loneliness, sorrow, and bitterness in Ning Yujun's eyes were impossible to hide.
Yes, for someone who is forever on one's mind yet cannot be seen, just being alive is the greatest solace for both parties.
Who planted the Life-sharing Butterfly no longer matters.
But whether it was the master who planted it or the other person, their original intention was to share life, not death!
Thus, the Life-sharing Butterfly has turned purple; the other person is already gone, yet the master is merely tormented by illness without the threat of death.
Of course, Xia Wenjin was also certain that it wasn't the master who planted it.
Because the master didn't even know what it meant when the Life-sharing Butterfly changed color, nor did they know how to remove it.
Sometimes, ignorance truly is bliss.
Who is that person?
Xia Wenjin didn't know, although she had her suspicions.
