"Thank you," she said casually.
"Such an insincere thank you," Jin Mobei's voice was soft. "Do you need to see me in a wretched state before you believe I'm really seriously ill?"
"So, you want me to accompany you in your dying moments again? You used that reason last time! Moreover, this is not companionship; it's clearly imprisonment—you're just satisfying your personal desires!"
"Seems so! No matter what, I want you by my side, anywhere is fine." Jin Mobei slid one hand into his pocket. "I have many homes, but not a single place that I truly like."
"I don't have many homes, but I like them all! Yet, there isn't a single one that overlaps with yours! Jin Mobei, you're becoming more and more irritating! You've done so many things, and you're still hiding things from me..."
She now truly felt fear, not knowing how many times in the past she encountered dangers associated with him.
Hate him?
Jin Mobei's upright posture stiffened slightly; his Little Suisi never hated him.
