Bing Shi remained steadfast, her grip refusing to slacken. "How can you only remember our lifetime together but nothing else? Xuan Mu, how long will you continue this self-denial?"
Ziek gnashed his teeth, "Then hug me. Kiss me. Love me. Love me, like you love him and only then will I believe you."
His eyes squeezed shut, each word tinged with a ridicule that couldn't be masked, "Don't make me laugh. If I were him, why do you act as though you're clutching onto a pile of shit?"
Bing Shi's emotional floodgates burst open; her tears cascading like a torrential downpour. Seated astride his thighs, she clasped him in a fervent embrace. "If I don't think of you as him, I feel like I'm betraying him, like I'm a cheater— "
She retched between sobs, adding a palpable tension to the air. "You share his memories, his essence, but you're not him. The thought of being disloyal to him makes me sick in the stomach, like I'm betraying not just him, but also the love we had."
