Moonlight spilled in like water, pouring through the carved wooden window and onto the sandalwood bed. It cast mottled tree shadows on the floor. The room was so quiet one could hear the night wind rustling through the bamboo forest outside. The occasional, crisp chirp of an insect only served to deepen the silence.
Pei Yuhang lay on the bed, his breathing growing rapid. His body was covered in a thin sheen of sweat, and the sheets were a mess of wrinkles where he'd clutched them.
Images flashed through his mind: Lu Ruoxi, Shang Miaoyan, Ji Xichan, Yu Xiaoyan, Bai Jingjing...
"No... Don't..."
Pei Yuhang murmured, his brow tightly furrowed, his body beginning to writhe uncontrollably.
His consciousness faded, as if he were plunging into a bottomless Abyss, doomed to be lost within it forever.
In the haze, he saw Ye Liyuan's figure watching him from a distance, her eyes filled with disappointment and pain.
"Ah Han..."
