" Mo Ran walked briskly through the rain, ran through the rain, fled through the rain, hid in the rain from the thirty-two nonsensical years of his past life.

He didn’t know if the torrential rain could wash away his sins; Chu Wanning had forgiven him, but he had not forgiven himself. His heart felt heavy, so heavy that he might suffocate from it.

He wanted to use the rest of his life to do good, to make amends. But could the downpour in the rest of his life truly wash away the evil in his bones, the filth in his blood? He wished only that this rain could fall for five years straight. He wished only that, when Chu Wanning awakened, he would be able to stand before his shizun a little cleaner, and then cleaner still. "

― 肉包不吃肉, , 二哈和他的白猫师尊