Mom's affairs, baby's affairs.
The departed are gone.
There's no turning back.
Deep regret churned in Mo Shiche's eyes.
It was the regret of having feelings for her at first sight, which he never delved into.
It was the regret of his obsession to save Sheng Miao and maintain gratitude later.
It was the regret when Ding Fanying died, and he looked at her heart as if it were dead ashes.
It was the regret when he learned that their child was killed by an enemy he had once mistrusted.
It was the insomnia that plagued him every midnight after he learned he was Mo Shiche.
Moreover, it was the regret of these past days when he had fragmented memories of how much she once loved him.
These regrets brewed deeper with each passing day, eventually becoming a demon that tightly clung to his heart, causing pain deep into the marrow—
She said she had a knot in her heart, and he was no exception.
But he knew he had no right to say so, so he never mentioned it.
