This villain, please exercise some restraint.

Chapter 261 Lovers 20

"Oh? A promise about death?"

The white-haired boy became interested.

"That's right. Our love has always been looked down upon. Almost everyone thinks we're not a good match and have no future... In their eyes, I have a respectable job, a good salary, good looks, and a bright future, while he has only average looks, a low-paying, dirty, and tiring job, and is heavily in debt because of his ex—"

"It seems that his best years and best condition were all given to his ex, and I, in everyone's eyes, became the fool who inherited the mess."

"But love is uncontrollable. Even so, I still fell in love with him. When our love reached its peak, I promised that we would never separate. To prove the depth of my love, I even promised that if I ever left, he could kill me at any time."

"This is the price I pay for betraying love."

"I naively thought we would never break up, so I could make promises at will no matter how serious the consequences were."

"But in the end, I...broke my oath."

The girl murmured to herself, her face showing fear, self-blame, and even guilt.

"Because after a long time, I really can't see our hope, our future, and the fire of love will burn out."

"I thought that breaking up between couples was a perfectly normal... thing."

"I was so ignorant and arrogant. When we broke up, I thought he wouldn't dare to do that. I thought I was just talking nonsense. I thought... everyone had already forgotten about it."

As the girl spoke, tears couldn't stop falling.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. I know these three words are meaningless, but I can't seem to say anything else except sorry."

"I abandoned others, so I should be punished, but...but I don't want to die. I'm afraid of death and pain. I'm just a coward, someone who dares to speak but not take responsibility."

"Can you... help me? It seems no one can understand my fear. It seems only here can I find a moment of rest."

"If you don't help me, I really... really don't know what to do. I will be killed..."

The girl raised her head, her eyes filled with tears, and her pale and gray face seemed to vaguely reveal her once beautiful appearance.

"It's simple. Just kill him before he kills you."

The white-haired boy thought for a second and quickly gave an answer.

"He can use a knife, can't you?"

“That solves all the problems.”

He sat on the sofa, looking relaxed, and made comments as if it had nothing to do with him.

It really is none of my business.

"No, it can't be done!"

The girl shrank back, then waved her hands repeatedly.

"He's a boy, and I'm a girl. I can't beat him at all. What's more, killing someone means paying with your life. I don't want to die, and I don't dare... kill anyone."

"What if I come to help you? Two against one, there's always a chance of winning, right?"

Temperance asked again, with a hint of excitement.

The girl's eyes turned into fear when she looked at him, as if she had seen some new pervert. "Sorry, it's against the law to incite others to commit crimes. I... I really just want to be a law-abiding citizen."

"Breach of the law?"

"What is a crime?"

The white-haired boy smiled and looked at the girl meaningfully, "Even in this state, are you still afraid of breaking the law?"

"I... I was indeed frightened, but... I don't want to hurt anyone else, nor do I want to be blamed for it and regret it for the rest of my life..."

"I don't want to...I don't want to involve innocent people."

The girl hugged herself with her hands and curled up slightly, like a frightened rabbit that was unable to resist.

The blond young man frowned slightly and thought for a moment.

"If you're really feeling panicky, this place is actually quite safe. Why not—"

The blond young man's words were interrupted, and another voice interrupted at an inopportune time.

"Are you kidding? This isn't a shelter. Why should we help?"

There was a hint of sarcasm in the white-haired boy's words. He stared at the shivering girl with pale lips and spat out four words coldly.

"Please leave."

The girl looked up and saw the white-haired boy's face, which had a devilish look on it.

For a moment, she was a little confused as to why such a beautiful face would have such a frightening look and utter such words that could drive people to despair.

"Can you...can you let me stay for a while, just a little while? I really...have nowhere to go..."

She looked at the blond young man with a pleading look, hoping.

"Please..."

Her response was a shake of the head after a moment of silence.

The girl fell silent and suddenly collapsed to the ground. A pair of warm hands gently lifted her up and said softly, "I'm sorry."

The girl stood up slowly, looking lost and absent-minded, and stumbled out.

"I didn't expect you to be so kind. Excessive kindness may not necessarily bring us any benefits."

"Besides, I don't see any value in her."

After watching the girl disappear, the white-haired boy turned around and looked at the young man beside him.

"Also, I seem to smell a hint of...suspicious...lyrics from her. People who love to lie are not welcome."

"However, whether she lied or not is not important. I don't think we need to get involved in such trivial matters."

The blond youth remained noncommittal. He looked at the boy beside him and said, "But her affairs are closely related to 'lover'."

"Whether she lied or not, this is a tragedy... that the 'lover' was involved in."

"Love often represents beauty, but sometimes, it also represents hurt."

"Did you discover something?"

The young man stared at the direction the girl left and suddenly asked.

"what?"

The white-haired boy didn't care.

"She has no shadow."

"No shadow?" The white-haired boy looked puzzled.

"Yes, she is actually dead."

"There are no ghosts in this real world. 'Lovers' indirectly influence this, bringing invisible forces that don't belong to this world back to reality through humans, thus creating ghosts that shouldn't exist in the real world..."

"If the world becomes a mess, the consequences will be terrible."

"Oh? So we're supposed to do something...save the world? That's ridiculous."

"What does the world have to do with us? What do those beings, those strangers, have to do with us? Don't forget, we are just heretics in this world."

"We—do not belong to this world."

The white-haired boy smiled slightly and said this in a tone that was somewhat mocking and somewhat emotional.

The blond young man was stunned for a moment, looking at the boy in front of him. Listening to such words, he felt an indescribable sour feeling in his heart, mixed with inexplicable anger, sadness and powerlessness.

This feeling was not pleasant, but he knew very well that the guy in front of him would not feel the same way as him, because selfishness and selflessness are always opposites.

Sometimes, he really wishes he could be a little more selfish, but unfortunately, the seeds of selfishness may not have taken root in his body, but instead grew wildly in the fertile soil called "moderation."