[Extra Story of Luo Chen]

Was it wrong?
Did I really do something wrong? Or is it that I care about that girl...
It’s been more than half a year since I rescued her from the rose garden. When I first saw her, she was wearing a pure white dress, her long black hair dancing in the wind, and her face, so like Su Mo’s, held eyes unlike hers—eyes as pure as black pearls, filled with terror. She was genuinely frightened by me, and seeing her collapse to the ground in tears, my heart trembled and ached fiercely. I admit, my tenderness then was only because she resembled Su Mo.
When did it start, this feeling that made me truly care about her? Was it when her recklessness in seizing the key made me worry, or was it when I realized she had feelings for Luo Xuan and felt panic? In my memory, the image and character of Su Mo merged with Qiao Wei, their presence haunting my heart like ghosts.
I must admit her optimism and resilience moved me. After I kissed her, I could still pretend to be gentle. But when she stubbornly exposed my feigned tenderness, I lost—completely. Her words have remained etched in my heart: “You don’t need to worry about me. Put away your gentleness—I am not Su Mo, don’t treat me as her.” For a moment, guilt overwhelmed me, but when I secretly watched Luo Xuan gently patting her back by the window, all my remorse transformed into anger. Seeing Luo Xuan bring her home, my fury turned into bitter words, and for the first time, someone struck me—her slap was well deserved!
The second time she hit me was in the City of Mirrors. I was trapped by inner demons, unable and unwilling to break free. My gaze rested only on Su Mo’s pale face, my heart brimming with sorrow and longing. I never considered what Qiao Wei felt when she fought her way into my heart, standing alone in the freezing snow. Only when she awakened me with her slap did I see the tears glistening in her eyes, sliding down her cheeks. Heaven knows why this girl likes me, when I’ve told her clearly that I will never love her—why say such foolish things? She wanted to cry, yet still turned to smile at me. Is she a fool?
This girl, who causes trouble every day, is so stubborn, volunteering to search for the secret chest and making others worry. After obtaining the secret, we should have been able to breathe easy, yet discovered Xiao Xiao had long since been transformed into a vampire. She, emotional as ever, was gloomy for days after witnessing Xiao Xiao’s death. I really wasn’t used to her sadness. After I took it upon myself to erase her memories, the smile returned to her face, and honestly, I felt a weight lifted from my heart.
Who is it that truly occupies my heart? Even I don’t know. Su Mo’s questioning made me begin to doubt myself. Yes, who do I care about most? I forced myself to treat Qiao Wei coldly, yet found both of them rooted in my heart, impossible to remove. That’s why I’m jealous when people say Luo Xuan and Qiao Wei are a match made in heaven, while I can give Qiao Wei neither happiness nor her innocent smile.
I really am useless! I chose to exploit Qiao Wei’s trust and affection, sacrificing her. Watching her rosy cheeks turn pale as paper, her life slowly fading, seeing her body drenched in rain on the altar, watching Luo Xuan cradle her while I had no right to touch her... Watching her disappear from my sight, my heart was numb with pain. I couldn’t hear anything Su Mo said, only letting Su Mo drag me away...
Before this, I never realized that I was hurting two girls who loved me.
I was wrong!
Truly wrong!!
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