Are you willing, willing to remember the past? If the former self returns, then does the current self still exist? He just sat there, for a very, very long time. In the end, he wiped his face, his expression wooden, and dragged his heavy steps to find the woman his heart was set on. Love is like a curse. Once you fall under this curse, your joys and sorrows are no longer your own. The other person becomes your master, ruling over your everything, including life and death. If this is what she wants, he... will give it to her. Dong Huiying was busy fiddling with the piles of shriveled herbs she had brought back from outside today. The processing method for these herbs wasn’t very good; more than half of their medicinal properties had been lost, less effective than when freshly picked. But she refined them, discarding the dross and preserving the essence, so the impact wasn’t too significant. "Wife master." Suddenly, a man’s voice sounded from behind her. She instinctively turned her head and saw a man with a tender and indulgent expression standing quietly not far away. "Can I take this medicine?" He pointed to the small round plate piled with pills next to him. She pressed her lips together: "This medicine wasn’t made for you. Besides, you’re not sick. Medicine is three parts poison, it’s better not to eat randomly." The man chuckled softly, "I’ve figured it out. Compared to this, it’s better to be straightforward and direct," also to spare her from being tormented by himself again. Dong Huiying paused slightly, "When I came back this afternoon, I only asked casually. To completely eradicate the influence of the Mind-Bewitching Gu and Thorny Fruit within you, several rather special herbs are needed, which I haven’t found yet." Saying this, she shook open a small bag and packed the pills she had kneaded before into the bag. In his heart, it’s clear he is unwilling. It is the spirit of sacrifice at work, but what she wants is not that. She doesn’t want to force him to do anything anymore, so they just live . For now... she also doesn’t really know how better to proceed. Rather than making a hasty choice and then regretting the bitter outcome of failure, it’s better to be cautious, to make a decision after careful thought. Liang Zhichen gave her a deep look, and in the end, couldn’t help but smile bitterly: "You’re really a difficult woman." After saying this, he turned desolately and walked out the door. She’s difficult, not being muddled when she should be, not being smart when she ought to be. Just like a moment ago, if she were a bit more foolish, she wouldn’t have used the excuse of insufficient herbs to refuse him, and all this would have ended. But she is also thinking of herself, knowing that in her heart she is unwilling. Unwilling to give up the current self, unwilling to let herself become another persona. So, with her , one cannot get angry or hate, only feel frustrated, only... feel sorry for her. What she endures is in no way less than what he endures. That night, Liang Zhichen went out once and never returned after stepping out. Initially, Dong Huiying thought Liang Zhichen had gone back to the Blue mansion to handle some matters, so she didn’t think much about it. But in her heart, there was always a sense of emptiness. She slept restlessly throughout the night. By the time morning arrived, and the first rays of dawn light passed through the window and fell on her face, she awoke abruptly. Shu Yu slept soundly beside her, one hand around her waist, the other resting on her shoulder. She felt as if a large part of her heart were missing, so she carefully climbed out of bed, barefooted, and went to the next room.