Under such a circumstance, even his four Spirits were of no use to him. He could only handle this by himself.
Huo Yuhao plopped onto his bed and shut his eyes tightly. He looked very pale, and seemed like he couldn’t hold on anymore. He really looked like he couldn’t hold on anymore.
His yearning for Wang Dong’er was too immense. It overwhelmed him completely.
Dong’er, are you really alive? He actually always had a thought in his mind – what should he do if the sect and vice-sect leader of the Clear Sky Sect were only telling him lies?
This was what he feared. Even though he tried his best to steer away from such thinking, he would be overwhelmed with fear every time he had such a thought.
Being unable to see Wang Dong’er forever? What could possibly be more terrifying than that?
“Dong’er, Dong’er, Dong’er…” Huo Yuhao was groaning softly. “Dong’er, if you’ve really left this world, then bring me with you. Don’t leave me alone in this world to suffer. Dong’er, I really miss you.”
Tears flowed down the corners...