Rang looks back at Shenhe, though his emotions are less amused and more touched in a way that hurts. You were supposed to hate me. But he had the opportunity to let that happen before, weeks ago, and something had stopped him then, had made him try to make Shenhe understand him.
And she tried in return, more than anyone else had done at the time. I'll miss you.]
Who knew that we'd still be friends?
[he's not looking forward to the dreary existence he'll have again without her, but]
But I don't hate that we are. [...] So I'll remember you too.
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it softens, just a little.]
Yes, it would be. [don't just agree] At least die with dignity if you're going to.
[...] If I don't see you again, Rang, I want you to know that you are a dear friend to me. I had none, before I came here. So... I will remember you.
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Rang looks back at Shenhe, though his emotions are less amused and more touched in a way that hurts. You were supposed to hate me. But he had the opportunity to let that happen before, weeks ago, and something had stopped him then, had made him try to make Shenhe understand him.
And she tried in return, more than anyone else had done at the time. I'll miss you.]
Who knew that we'd still be friends?
[he's not looking forward to the dreary existence he'll have again without her, but]
But I don't hate that we are. [...] So I'll remember you too.