Xirong Ziye nodded his head firmly. "Yeah, I must find her."
"What if you can't find her?"
"Then I will continue to find her until I do."
"What if she fell in love with someone else? Have you ever thought of that?"
When Xirong Ziye heard this and thought of that possibility, his whole body stiffened. He clenched his fists, as though he was trying to hold back his emotions.
"See, Ziye, you're not sure yourself. If she falls in love and ends up with someone else, can you let me stay by your side instead?"
A bead of cold sweat appeared on Xirong Ziye's forehead. That bead of sweat represented the feelings he suppressed and his pain. His heart tinged painfully as he continued firmly, "Those are just what-ifs. I will still go and find her." In fact, deep down, he did not want to believe that Bai Yaoyao would fall in love with someone else.
