Chapter 67 The Will to Live Erupts from Desperation

Xin Que and Ma Hong, one on the ground and the other on the rooftop, argued until their throats were dry.

"Are you out of your mind?!" Ma Hong was about to be driven mad by this man who didn't play by the rules. "You really won't choose any of them?!"

Xin Que was exhausted from shouting, so she took a step back and stood in the shade of a tree. "I choose your ancestor! You work so slowly and sluggishly, who taught you to do that?"

"You think you're playing with firecrackers? You tied two people up for no reason other than to smash them on the ground so I can hear a noise?!"

"You want me to choose which fall sounds better?"

Ma Hong “…”

"No," Ma Hong retorted, his anger amplified by the mockery, "Who told you I'm doing this for nothing?! Your old flame is on the left, your new love is on the right, I'm going to make sure you lose both of them forever, no matter who you choose!!!"

Xin Que "..."

Ma Hong “…”

After he shouted, he was momentarily dazed.

That's not right.

No, no, no.

Something is absolutely wrong!

How could a ruthless killer use such an abnormal method of revenge?!

Given his style, shouldn't he have simply removed Chang Qin from the household registration book and issued a death certificate?

Why would she be so fussy and force Chang Qin to agonize over which one he truly loves?

Ma Hong's expression twisted for a moment, but soon the self-doubt he had just generated was deleted and shattered by a higher-level force.

"You're absolutely shameless!" Ma Hong released his grip immediately, laughing maniacally, "I'll make sure you have no choice at all!!!"

Xin Que even stepped back a little to avoid being accidentally injured by objects thrown from a height.

Ma Hong suddenly had the illusion that his letting go was exactly what the other party wanted.

The plot text that hadn't appeared before Xin Que for a long time suddenly flashed with a blinding, blood-red light the moment the two unconscious people hit the ground, filling Xin Que's vision.

[Detected that the female lead is using a key character to commit murder!!!]

[Time rewind activated.]

[Disciplinary measures...]

The disciplinary measures were only just begun; the plot text seemed to be disturbed by something, and quickly faded away.

Let's rewind to the moment Ma Hong pushed Luo Huayi and Song Wangyuan out the window.

"Tch." Xin Que withdrew her gaze from the window frame.

I thought Ma Hong would kill the main character and supporting characters.

It now appears that these individuals have been drawn into the storyline once again, and can only leave by choosing one of two options according to the storyline's requirements.

Xin Que stopped arguing with him, turned around, drew her sword, and headed straight for the fifth floor.

When Ma Hong saw Xin Que turn and walk into the factory, his blood boiled.

Luo Huayi was pushed against the window with her hands tied behind her back by Ma Hong, her head throbbing with pain.

He only remembered that he and Cheng Zheng were going to another company to discuss a project, but on the way, Cheng Zheng got out of the car to buy a pack of cigarettes...

Then, his memory completely disappeared.

Luo Huayi was in a head-down, half-suspended position. The dizziness and weightlessness caused by the rush of blood to his brain tore at his barely recovered consciousness, and he had a terrible headache.

The injury on my leg, which hadn't fully healed, was inflamed from being pulled, causing burning, swollen pain.

Under the blinding golden sunlight of dusk, Luo Huayi struggled to open her heavy eyelids. Her blurred vision was as if covered by a veil, and she felt dizzy and unable to see clearly.

The sound of someone cursing was coming from somewhere, rough and unpleasant.

Finally focusing her gaze, Luo Huayi could barely make out her situation.

He was kidnapped?

Who was the other person who was kidnapped?

Luo Huayi felt that she shouldn't know the man next to her who was also kidnapped, but when her brain received the visual information from her eyes, it quickly retrieved the man's information, just like a computer searching for images.

It was Song Wangyuan.

"Chang Qin, you finally can't sit still anymore, huh?!" Ma Hong's expression grew increasingly frenzied, as if he were roaring in some direction, "Tell me, who do you choose to live?!"

Luo Huayi's confused mind struggled to decipher the information being conveyed by the other party.

Who should live?

What's the meaning?

This "choose one of two" scenario... it feels like something out of a angst novel...

Luo Huayi finally came to her senses.

If they are pulled back into the story's world, does that mean Xin Que is also there?

Trying to turn around and look behind him, Luo Huayi managed to catch a glimpse of the young man standing at the top of the stairs before Ma Hong pushed her down.

Despite the blurry face, Luo Huayi would never mistake her for someone else, given her figure and the dazzling, scrolling special effects on her body.

She was indeed there.

Luo Huayi had figured everything out. He was probably used to torturing him with melodramatic plots, and since he couldn't get rid of Xin Que this time, he ended up taking on the role of torturing the female lead himself.

"Xin Que," Luo Huayi's throat was dry and sore as she tried to speak, "Save..."

Luo Huayi hadn't drunk any water for a day and a night, and her throat was so dry that speaking was extremely difficult.

Xin Que didn't hear Luo Huayi's barely audible cries for help.

She coldly watched as Ma Hong at the window, like a robot, kept repeating the command that forced her to choose someone. His face was stiff with a desperate madness and anger, showing no trace of human emotion.

"Speak!!!" Ma Hong's eyes were bloodshot, veins bulging on his neck, his ferocious face flushed with fury from his desperate roar, "Who do you want to live!!!"

Luo Huayi's body suddenly felt empty, and her upper body, which was originally suspended on the window frame, tilted outward a little more.

Overwhelmed by the sense of imbalance looking down from the sky and the feeling of weightlessness, he was pushed by Ma Hong and instinctively closed his eyes. He was gripped by the panic of falling from the sky and broke out in a cold sweat.

The man's roar grew louder and louder in my ears, and my vision blurred more and more as it swayed before my eyes.

Only one can survive?

Luo Huayi's mind subconsciously flashed back to the moments she had shared with Xin Que in the story space.

He tried to struggle, hoping to find a glimmer of hope for himself from Ma Hong's clutches.

But Ma Hong was tied up so tightly that his legs and hands were so badly injured that his joints were raw and bleeding, and he still couldn't move.

He didn't want to die.

Although his life was full of unexpected events, he finally rose to power from the Luo family only to be dragged into some ridiculous and tragic novel. Although he might be transported to an unknown and bizarre space by the stupid plot of the tragic novel as he walks along.

But he didn't want to die.

As long as you're alive, there's hope of escaping; once you're dead, you truly have nothing left.

Luo Huayi gritted her teeth and, after countless fruitless struggles, helplessly lowered her head.

The only hope for breaking the deadlock lies with Xin Que.

Whether it's Xin Que's extraordinary ability to act or the power to choose the plot she holds.

"Xin Que..." Luo Huayi's Adam's apple bobbed, each word uttered with a dry, hoarse voice seemed to be draining his life force. "Don't give up on me..."

Please.

Before the man's consciousness completely plunged into darkness, he seemed to hear the young man's resolute voice amidst the noisy world.

"Put Song Wangyuan down."