"Does it ever feel like this kind of life is damn pathetic?" Ange asked faintly. "Every single person who loved you and whom you loved, pushed away by your own hands. You walk alone in the abyss of loneliness and darkness, looking up, down, all around, and there is only yourself left."
"I might have thought that way," Lin Fenglong said. "Yet what other choice is there? Loneliness is simply the natural state of life. Old men like you and me, walking through the decades of solitude for a hundred years—lives like ours are bound to be pathetic."
Ange fell silent for a moment. "Put that way, it really is quite pathetic... But what can be done? This is my life, and I live for these few things and these few people."
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