Wei Shengfan would definitely think that what once existed was the life of the being he fabricated and who was once saved, right?
And now that he has lost it again, it means that he has died before he could personally take revenge.
"Really? That's really sad."
Wei Shengfan smiled with a rather hypocritical sympathetic tone and said:
That’s right, Wei Shengfan was indeed smiling.
He tried to laugh several times before, but his expression was blocked in the end, and in the end all he could do was twitch the corners of his mouth.
Now, it was as if I was taking this opportunity to express the expressions and emotions that I had not been able to make before.
"Really? Judging from your expression, it's more like gloating. That's no wonder, after all, it's a one-sided hatred that I can't even react to at first—"
Chu Shangli gently strangled Wei Shengfan's neck with his hand, and rubbed the sword near his forehead, being careful not to cut his skin.
"I harbor a mission of revenge, but the moment I think about it, it feels both sad and ridiculous. I'm alone, wallowing in a dark abyss, unable to extricate myself—a thick, overpowering stench of decay permeating my soul, yet those who push it into the abyss of hatred seem ever so happy. Whenever I think of this, my self-pity feels meaningless, like a waste of life—and yet, if I can't vent these emotions, I feel even more unwilling."
Regarding hatred—for the 15-year-old Chu Shangli, it was actually a very distant word—
However, if I had followed the original trajectory, and felt distant from the word "hatred", I would have experienced the feeling of being burned by the flames of revenge and locked by the chains of hatred for the rest of my life.
In fact, in my previous life, I also wanted to let go of hatred for a long time.
Unable to leave the birdcage, spending one's life in it——this result doesn't seem to be too bad——
However, every time he saw the smiling, bright and energetic Chu Moyin, the feeling of hatred would awaken again deep in his heart.
Every time when I think I have forgotten it and am about to suppress it, the feeling will awaken in a more extreme and more intense way.
Depending on the degree of one's previous determination to give up and the degree to which one has suppressed one's emotions, one will become even more crazy when awakening, as if the entire soul will be branded with gray-black scars.
Chu Shangli tried his best to recall how he felt when he was in the endless cage.
That way, she could easily make her eyes reveal a dark, boundless glow.
When Wei Shengfan glanced at Chu Shangli's eyes, he finally stopped smiling.
It wasn't a subjective action that caused him to change from laughing to silence, but rather his expression was frozen, and his muscles became extremely stiff.
Wei Shengfan had probably never seen such a terrifying look in his life.
Although she had shown a clear, cute and innocent expression in the so-called friendly match before, Wei Shengfan's fear of her was wrapped in an unreasonable delusion.
However, at this moment, her face was like an old gray-black wall, painted with a layer of white paint, and the paint fell off from the black wall piece by piece, revealing traces of wind and rain.
Wei Shengfan pondered silently in his heart - Luo Dongxia looked only about 15 years old and was his classmate -
But her heart was filled with an extremely strong hatred that was completely inconsistent with her age.
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