He held no murderous intent towards the child in her belly, yet couldn’t control the urge to eliminate him.

Yet, who would believe such words?

No matter who it is, they would doubt whether he truly wished for that child’s death.

Even if he genuinely wished for the child’s demise, he couldn’t tell Ruyue.

He couldn’t let her bear any psychological burden.

This wasn’t considered deception or concealment.

After all, between people, there’s never complete honesty without reserve.

If things truly came to that point, sooner or later something would happen.

So he didn’t feel any guilt about not telling her the truth.

He simply didn’t want her to overthink...

Seeing him in a daze, not responding.

The doubt in Nangong Ruyue’s eyes intensified: "Did you really hide something from me?"

"No!" Xiao Zexin denied firmly, "I just lose control occasionally, and I really don’t want you to stay by my side. Can you go back? When I recover, I will return to find you."

"If I were ill and asked you to go back, would you go back?" Nangong Ruyue countered.

"I said it’s different, I’m a man..."

"What difference does it make that you’re a man!" Nangong Ruyue interrupted him, "Just because you’re a man, you have to bear everything? You’re not even willing to have me stay by your side and share some of the burden with you?"

Xiao Zexin clenched his fists tightly: "I will hurt you..."

"Have you hurt me yet?"

"I really will hurt you."

"Talk about it after you actually hurt me."

"Ruyue, this isn’t child’s play!" Xiao Zexin yelled emotionally.

"Go back, I simply can’t relax with you here!"

Nangong Ruyue’s eyes suddenly turned red.

"You can’t relax because you’re too tense, you’re too afraid of hurting me. From now on, don’t be afraid of hurting me, learn to relax."

Xiao Zexin stared at her, unable to suppress his anger in his eyes.

"Do you know the consequences of you getting hurt?! A life and a death, do you know?! At this time, you should stay as far away from me as possible, best not to appear in front of me!"

"If I stay away from you, will your illness be cured?"

"...Yes."

"When will it be cured?"

"..."

"One month, two months, or six months?"

Xiao Zexin couldn’t answer; he didn’t know how long it would take to get better.

Perhaps, this Heart Demon would accompany him for a lifetime.

Nangong Ruyue’s eyes showed grief: "If you can never recover for your entire life, does that mean I have to hide from you for all my life? Does it mean we will never meet again?"

"It won’t take that long..."

"Then how long? Xiao Zexin, how old are you, how old am I?! How much time do we have left? Maybe in ten, twenty years, we’ll both be dead!"

Xiao Zexin shuddered!

Nangong Ruyue raised her hand to wipe away the tears: "We are not twenty-year-olds anymore, we don’t have time to waste, we don’t have time to be apart anymore. Who knows, an accident tomorrow, and I might..."

"Shut up! Don’t say that kind of thing!" Xiao Zexin hurriedly interrupted her.

"What I’m saying is the truth. So, just for your illness, do you expect me to keep hiding and not seeing you? Do you think I will agree with you?"

"..." Xiao Zexin clenched his hands tighter.

He knew she was right.

But he didn’t dare to gamble; if he lost her, he wouldn’t want to live.

Nangong Ruyue seemed to see his concerns; she softly said, "Even if you really lose control and kill me, I won’t regret it. As long as I can be by your side, I’m not afraid of dying."