The sweet and gentle boy is actually crazy and bad.

A time bomb?

So he was down there just now...

Wen Zhi deliberately avoided her gaze, but the other party still managed to put this thing on her.

Wen Yisheng's eyes immediately reddened, whether from panic, fear or something else, it was hard to tell.

"How...can I...do...?" she stammered, at a loss. "Wen Zhi."

The timer pointer indicates there are seven minutes left in the countdown.

"You're so capable, you can definitely take this apart, right?" Wen Yisheng's eyelashes were wet with tears as she stared at the bomb and looked up at him. "There's still time... let's take it apart."

"I can't, I have no confidence at all," Wen Zhi said.

His gaze was deep and dark, a mixture of complex and unfathomable emotions.

"How could this be..." Wen Yisheng said in a hoarse voice.

"Yes, there are many things I can't do, such as making you love me."

"I'm going to die."

"Actually, I know very well how unwilling you are to be with me."

Wen Zhi's voice was soft and husky, his eyelashes drooping slightly as he smiled faintly: "I'm letting you go. You need to free yourself from Wen Yisheng and get rid of me..."

Wen Zhi paused, then stopped speaking, his eyes dark and unreadable.

drop.

Wen Yisheng's heart pounded as the clock ticked down, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Her fingers trembled uncontrollably as she reached for the tangled wires of the bomb attached to his waist.

"Stop talking, there must be a way. This thing... might just be a fake toy. Besides, I've seen bombs on TV where cutting a single wire stops the explosion. Let's give it a try..."

Wen Zhi suddenly pulled her into a tight embrace.

He exerted himself with unprecedented force, as if he wanted to melt her into his very bones, a far cry from his earlier words of letting go.

His voice was low and hoarse, laced with a cold and fierce intensity: "If I die... you're not allowed to be with other men."

"Otherwise, I will definitely, definitely..."

His grip on her loosened slowly, Wen Zhi's lips turned pale, and he seemed slightly dazed.

Once you're dead, what else can you do?

Wen Zhi tilted his head and gently kissed the corner of her lips, his voice hoarse and barely audible: "Then in the next life, you must love me a little more too."

Wen Yisheng's expression was blank and dazed, but tears silently streamed down her cheeks.

Wen Zhi, is he dead?

Yes. After his death, she was truly free, which was what she had always hoped for, wasn't it?

Less than six minutes remain.

Wen Yisheng snapped out of her daze, shoved Wen Zhi aside, and ran downstairs without looking back.

Wen Zhi stood there, his body suddenly stiffening.

He stared at her retreating figure, devoid of any lingering affection, then slumped down, forcing a smile that was pale and painful.

A thin sheen of moisture glistened in her reddened eyes.

All emotion faded from his eyes, leaving only a lifeless emptiness, devoid of warmth.

Close your eyes and stand quietly in place.

He really let her go.

Just then, footsteps sounded again. Wen Zhi suddenly opened his eyes, looked up abruptly, and saw Wen Yisheng returning.

Holding the razor blade she had found, she rushed straight toward him.

Wen Yisheng had run too fast and was still out of breath. Forcing herself to remain calm, she reached out to feel for the bomb: "Let's try cutting any wire. Maybe we'll get lucky and save us..."

Wen Zhi's pupils trembled as he stared intently at her face. He grabbed her shoulders, shoved her away, and roared, "I already said I'd let you go! What are you doing back here?!"

Less than three minutes remain.

Wen Yisheng pursed her dry lips, ignored him, and lowered her head to study the time bomb, cold sweat dripping from her forehead.

"You think I'm deliberately testing you, afraid to leave?" Wen Zhi continued, a mocking laugh in his voice. "Don't be afraid, I..."

"Can you shut up and stop bothering me!" she yelled at him in a hoarse voice.

Wen Zhi clenched his fists, his light-colored eyes dark and gloomy: "You don't love me, so why did you come back?"

In this situation, the only person in the world who would still be conflicted about whether or not they love someone is Wen Zhi.

Wen Yisheng tiptoed and kissed him, then lowered her head to study the time bomb.

Wen Zhi was slightly taken aback, his voice choked with emotion: "What do you mean by kissing me? Explain yourself..."

Wen Yisheng had already grabbed a red wire haphazardly and took a deep breath.

They could die in the next second.

……

"Isn't it clear enough?" she said, looking at him. "You're the kind of person who's crazy if you say you don't love me, but you don't believe me if I say I do. I don't even know if I can still love you. But when faced with life and death, I chose you. And there's no one else in this world for me to give up my life for. That's the answer."