Perhaps someone would take advantage of others at this moment.
Have a good time before dying, be a dashing ghost, wouldn’t that be wonderful?
After all, once dead, it will reset.
Heaven knows, earth knows, I know, but no one else knows.
But Ren Zhong wouldn’t.
If he did, how would he be any different from a beast?
He would no longer be himself.
Tonight, once the anger in his heart ignited, it never extinguished.
Calmness was merely a necessary facade.
Now he just wanted to burn out with this fury.
He didn’t want to dissipate the anger in his heart, so he wouldn’t do anything against his conscience.
It was this way in the past, and it will be this way in the future.
With such a mindset, as he approached death, he agreed to Ju Qingmeng’s request, offering her hope.
It was both a lie for temporary gain and a sincere promise driven by emotion.
Startled by Ren Zhong’s shout, Ju Qingmeng’s hand, poised to pull down the gauze, froze.
Her slender jade fingers were hooked at her collarbone.
Under the lamp, her shoulders’ icy smooth skin shone radiantly, her face flushed crimson like a burning city.
Beneath the red tide, her face was filled with shock, bewilderment, and surprise.
On the way Ren Zhong came over, she had envisioned tonight’s scenario in her mind many times.
Her heart was torn between hesitation, torment, and a resolute, decisive no-return mindset.
She had already stabbed to death her past self, who was filled with hopes for life and was haughty and aloof due to her talent and beauty, choosing to transform into a moth drawn to the flame.
But since the two met, every step was beyond her expectations, leaving her at a loss.
"Mr. Ren, what do you mean by all this? Are you just amusing me? Am I still not worthy in your eyes? Of course, what foolish dreams am I having? I’m just a Second Level Citizen, what right do I have to deal with someone like you, a Fifth Level Citizen? I should have known, someone like you would never lack women. I..."
Perhaps her wishes in her heart were too important, having become an obsession.
Or maybe the inner torment over these years was too much, with too many wild thoughts.
With the slightest change in the situation, her apprehension escalated to the extreme, becoming somewhat neurotic.
Seeing this, Ren Zhong simply took a few steps to the side, picked up a large cotton pajama from the sofa, and covered her back with it.
"I don’t mean that. I will help you. But my terms of exchange are different."
Ju Qingmeng choked, "I don’t care what you need me to help you with, but we can establish a relationship first!"
Ren Zhong retorted, "If we establish the kind of relationship you mean, does that mean I won’t lie to you? How can you be sure I won’t break my word?"
"In fact, we’ve already established a relationship. You’ve helped me a lot. In my eyes, you and I are already friends. Isn’t that enough?"
Ju Qingmeng: "Friends?"
Ren Zhong nodded, "Yes, friends."
Ju Qingmeng stared blankly for a long while.
The term was both familiar and unfamiliar.
Ren Zhong asked again, "If I were to establish the kind of relationship you mention, in such a situation, how would I be any different from those people you used to despise?"
Ju Qingmeng was tongue-tied, unable to respond.
"I don’t accept this kind of relationship that sells out principles for benefit! I want to tell you, your past self wasn’t wrong. The wrong ones were others, those seemingly reasonable rules of survival of the fittest you saw, this hierarchical world where the higher-ups suppress the lower."
Ren Zhong’s tone suddenly soared, "The current you doesn’t need to compromise and change yourself! You have talent, just unrecognized. You shouldn’t bow to reality, forcing yourself to change, and insincerely cater to the rules."
"You should remember the discontent in your heart at this moment! You were confident, so the more difficult the situation, the more you should believe in yourself! You must remember, in any era, any world, true talent can break through all suppression and lockdown! If you can’t, there’s only one reason, you’re still not strong enough!"
"I’m willing to help you because I consider you a friend. I also believe you truly have talent and admire your talent. I stand up for you, and I don’t need you to exchange with your body! As long as you also consider me a friend, that’s all!"
Ren Zhong said many, many words in one go.
The more Ju Qingmeng listened, the more incredulous she felt.
Her lips trembled uncontrollably.
Reason told her that the Pu Cha officer in front of her seemed to live too idealistically.
Too absurd, as if a guest from Utopia.
Every word Ren Zhong said seemed full of holes and laughably ridiculous in this world.
She wanted to refute Ren Zhong.
However, her heartbeat quickened.