Qingye also quieted down, just as she had when she originally decided to fall into a deep sleep, looking at that man with not a single word left to say to him. Their acquaintance had begun in guarded wariness, and it ended the same way.
Yet in the time they spent together, she could see his kindness, his sense of responsibility, his bravery. Those sincere feelings had once been his, but faced with death, faced with the family, she could see the inner conflict in his eyes.
He had considered her, but he considered himself, his family, and the rest of the world far more.
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