Crying Goodbye

"Haha …" Mo Wen let out a cold laugh. When she saw Ji Mubai's completely different expression, it was as if ten thousand ants had bitten into her heart. However, she stubbornly bit her lips as if she could swallow the pain and hatred this way.

She was in pain, all the love and sacrifices she had made all those years ago were just thrown into the darkness of a corner like this …

She hated, hated that she still held hope for him even now …

She laughed at her own overestimation and wishful thinking …

She felt even more guilty. She had naively thought that his conscience hadn't been broken and that he would avenge her father on behalf of his children …

"All of you, scram! Otherwise, I'll kill her!"

The policeman suddenly pulled out his gun, pointed both his hands at Mo Wen and advised in a low voice, "Miss Mo, don't get too excited, and don't do anything foolish. Let Miss Feng go, and try to be lenient!"

A trace of blood dripped down Feng Xue'er's neck. If she was still acting just now, then now, Feng Xue'er was truly afraid. She was afraid that Mo Wen would kill her with a single slash, causing her to kneel on the ground.

"Mu Bai, save me, save me!" Feng Xue'er's high neck was pulled up by Mo Wen, and fresh red blood blossomed like flowers, dyeing the dark room red.

"Shut up, shut up!" Mo Wen's emotions were stirred up once again. Listening to how the two of them loved each other as if there was no one else around, she felt like a fool, throwing her heart on the ground, and being stepped on by them until it became mud.

Mo Wen's eyes turned scarlet as he shouted at the police, "Put the gun down, otherwise, I'll kill her!"

Blood trickled down her neck and into her chest. Feng Xue'er's finger trembled as she touched it, and a thick smell of blood entered her nose. There was a burst of pain from her neck, and she cried out, "Mu Bai, save me! I don't want to die! "

Ji Mubai's eyes became darker and darker. The sinister light in his eyes, accompanied by that scarlet tint, seemed to become darker and darker. It was as if countless icicles were condensed in his eyes.

He turned around and grabbed the gun from the policeman and pointed it at Mo Wen. The flower in his forehead started to fall, blocking the pain that flashed across his eyes. However, his voice was as cold as ice, "Mo Wen, release Xue'er!"

She held Feng Xue'er as she walked step by step towards Ji Mubai. When she finally arrived in front of him, she spoke with a low smile while a tear stains her entire face, "You want to do this for her? Pointing a gun at me? "

Every breath in this place was like a knife, bringing with it a bone-piercing chill. It pierced through her heart, causing her heart to collapse as if it had experienced an earthquake.

She pointed the gun at her heart, one hand clutching the clothes at her chest, and said with a desolate smile, as if she was talking to herself, "Hehe, if I hadn't forgotten, how could I have done such a thing? Mo Wen, you deserve it! Actually, he should have died a long time ago, right? Since his heart is dead, why does he still keep this driving shell? "

When she raised her head again, a beautiful smile had already appeared on her face. "Ji Mubai, the thing I regret the most in my life is meeting you and falling in love with you!" Tears flowed down her cheeks, but she only smiled and said, "Being in love with you means being infected with poison. Since I can't stop, then I can only die from the poison!"

Before he finished his sentence, Mo Wen pushed Feng Xue'er to the side, and suddenly covered his large hand with hers.

Ji Mubai seemed to have sensed something when Mo Wen said his last sentence. His pupils constricted. However, a small hand grabbed his gun and pulled the trigger a second before he moved his hand.

The sound of gunfire rang out as the blood soaked Mo Wen's snow-white shirt, turning it into dazzling flowers one after another. A pungent smell of blood spread throughout the room.

Silence!

Dead silence...