[ Pushed back with a hand over his mouth, he stumbles with his arms flailing, again theatrically. Then he makes a show of straightening his clothes and running his fingers through his ponytail as Shen Qingqiu speaks.

...

But then, at the end, on that last sentence, he freezes. His hands come down and he just stares at Shen Qingqiu for a long while.

Slowly: ]

If that is truly what you regret, not dying for the man... If you wish you had picked the option in which you'd died a martyr, over the option that let the both of you live...

[ His eyes are wide, but it's clear he isn't seeing Shen Qingqiu with those eyes, but some other memory. ]

If that's what you desire, then... I agree with that System. You are detestable.