"Why do you want to live in my eyes?" Yang Qing asked, in a tone that suggested even he couldn't believe he was asking such a question.
"Like I said earlier, they're peaceful. Isn't it common sense that if you're about to die, you spend your final moments somewhere peaceful?" said the cicada, casting Yang Qing a soft, concerned look edged with disbelief.
Yang Qing instantly regretted asking that question and had to suppress the sudden urge to pummel the cicada into the ground.What's with that look of pity? How is living in someone's eyes normal? She's the one lacking sense.
As much as he wanted to voice those thoughts—especially the last one—he'd already lost enough dignity as it was. No need to add to it by arguing with a crazy cicada. Thanks to her antics, he even started questioning whether it had been a good idea to bring "the broken" cicada with him.
