Throughout his life, he has never been able to understand the meaning of his life. So he keeps searching for the meaning of his existence!

But in the end, he even lost the most important thing to him!

She literally ripped her own heart out! Now, his heart is lost somewhere, empty and aching, tormenting him every minute.

However, he absolutely could not show such a vulnerable expression in front of them, otherwise wouldn't that be exactly what they wanted?

He is Bai Yixue, and in this life, no one but him will ever be able to make him lower his noble head.

Because there was no one left in this world he cared about; all his loved ones had died at his hands…

Not one was left... dead!

Mo Xiaoqing gave him a cold and sharp look, "You know that's not what I meant!"

"Don't you have nightmares when you close your eyes these days? Don't you see Liangliang lying in a pool of blood?"

Bai Yixue struggled incessantly like a trapped wild beast, his eyes bloodshot.

"No, no!"

He muttered to himself as if possessed, "It's not my fault, it's all your fault, it's all the world's fault. If it weren't for you, how could my Liangliang have left me?"

Mo Xiaoqing coldly shattered his self-deception, "Stop pretending to be stupid. You know perfectly well that you are the one who killed Liangliang. If you hadn't destroyed everything Liangliang had, she wouldn't have ended up like this!"

Bai Yixue kept pulling at the hair on the top of his head, as if he wanted to pluck all the hair off his head.

"I never intended to hurt Liangliang, so why is it Liangliang who died, not you!"

Watching him struggle in pain, Mo Xiaoqing felt a sense of pleasure for the first time. She knew this feeling was as addictive as poppy flowers, but she couldn't stop herself.

From the moment she watched helplessly as Liangliang collapsed in front of her, watching the blood gushing uncontrollably from Liangliang's chest...

She knew all along that the kindness in her bones had long since been corrupted!

A dark and sinister man-eating flower grew in her heart. She was good at disguising herself and lying in wait, but she was not willing to stay in the shadows for the rest of her life!

So, the moment she saw Bai Yixue, that flower began to slowly erode her heart and her reason, stirring within her and encouraging her...

Kill him!

Kill him!

As long as you kill him, you can avenge Liangliang and your brother. As long as you kill him, you can be freed from endless regret and guilt!

Ji Muhan sensed a dangerous aura emanating from Mo Xiaoqing, and seemingly unintentionally but naturally placed his right hand on Mo Xiaoqing's shoulder.

Mo Xiaoqing was startled, as if she had been suddenly pulled out of a black hole by an external force, staring at him blankly.

But she felt particularly embarrassed. Facing Ji Muhan's cold and indifferent eyes, Mo Xiaoqing felt that all the dark and shameful thoughts in her heart had been seen through by him in an instant.

Almost fleeing in panic, she quickly shifted her gaze to the other side, desperately suppressing the dark thoughts stirring within her.

"It seems that you still haven't realized your mistake!"

"When Liangliang hurriedly took me away that day, she slipped a notebook into my hand."

However, her notebook was only the size of a telephone, so she slipped it into her pocket and it went unnoticed.

“Originally, I didn’t want to give it to you, but then I thought about it and realized that Liangliang might want you to see it. The things he recorded are related to you! You have the right to know.”

Bai Yixue's eyes lit up, and before he could cover his ears, he snatched the palm-sized notebook from Mo Xiaoqing's hand with lightning speed.

No one knows what he saw on the notebook, but the man, who hadn't reacted before, suddenly had tears in his eyes.

Mo Xiaoqing vaguely seemed to see the glistening tears in his eyes.

In that instant, she was thinking.

Ah, so he can cry too.

Liangliang, look, this man has finally started to suffer terribly, just as you wished!

Perhaps in the days to come, the mere thought of the name "Mu Liangliang" will haunt her, causing her endless pain.

Liangliang, are you... happy?

The man, who was almost supernaturally intelligent, was now helplessly curled up in a corner like a child, but the notebook in his hand was in pain just like a child.

He murmured softly, "Liangliang, I was wrong..."

"We shouldn't be like this..."

"I was wrong, I really know I was wrong, please come back..."

Before leaving, Mo Xiaoqing took a deep look at Bai Yixue, who was in pain and pounding his chest.

It cruelly reopened his still-unhealed, bloody wound.

"No matter how much you apologize, Liangliang won't hear you anymore. Some things are lost forever. You owe Liangliang countless debts in this life. Liangliang will go to heaven, but you are destined to go to hell. Even in death, the two of you will never see each other again!"

Mo Xiaoqing finally got her wish and heard the man behind her calling out Mu Liangliang's name in a heart-wrenching voice.

Ji Muhan gently pinched her nose and sighed, "Are you feeling better now?"

Mo Xiaoqing's eyelids twitched violently. She suddenly looked up, and her eyes, which were once bright and beautiful as if they contained twinkling stars, now looked like a stagnant pool of water, calm and still.

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