C1119 How Can I Break It?

"You shouldn't have come back," Feng Qingyu said, a fleeting glint of emotion passing through her eyes before she composed herself and spoke with measured indifference.

"If I hadn't returned," Zhong Wen brandished his treasured saber with a taunt, "wouldn't you have been unbearably lonely?"

"Your return is for the best."

Feng Qingyu, more conversational than usual in Zhong Wen's presence