Why couldn't I have come sooner?
What could be more important than the person you love being alive?
"Are you trying to call those people back by shouting like that?"
Fuying's crying stopped abruptly. Hearing a familiar voice behind her, she widened her eyes but hesitated to turn around.
She feared it was all a hallucination; she feared Ye Sijue was truly dead.
She slowly turned around, and when she saw the man half-squatting on the ground, supporting himself on one elbow with one leg, she burst into tears of joy, "You're alright, that's great, you're really alright."
Fu Ying reached out to hug him, but Ye Sijue instinctively took a step back, his expression distant. "What are you doing here? Do you think you can handle those assassins? Fu Ying, you don't think your mediocre skills can help me at all, do you?"
The cold voice, tinged with a hint of mockery, clearly reached Fu Ying's ears.
Fu Ying frowned slightly, her eyes filled with confusion: "Ye Sijue, why do you have to be so hostile towards me?"
"Heh, I don't need a woman to save me!" Ye Sijue said coldly, his mocking eyes filled with indifference.
He had already seen the vines growing on the cliff when he was on the edge of the cliff, which is why he chose to jump down and then use the vines to hide under the cliff, making the assassins think that he had fallen off the cliff and died, and then climbed back up along the vines.
But to his surprise, Fu Ying was also there, and even fought with those assassins.
This woman is always so stupid and foolish.
"Ye Sijue, in your heart am I just a useless piece of trash? I can't do anything right and I only drag you down?" Fu Ying felt utterly hopeless. Everything she had done was so ridiculous in his eyes.
Ye Sijue retorted without mincing words, his expression utterly emotionless: "Do you really need to ask me this kind of question?"
He doesn't understand what love is; even if someone dies, it has nothing to do with him.
But why?
Why does he feel inexplicably angry every time he sees Fuying working so hard for him? He doesn't know where this anger comes from; he just doesn't want to see her get hurt or face any danger.
Even if one day he really faces a life-or-death decision, he would never want Fuying to exchange his life for his!
Fu Ying felt like her emotions were on a rollercoaster. One second she was heartbroken, the next she was overjoyed that he was safe and sound. But every time she tried to get closer to Ye Sijue, he would push her further away with all his might.
A self-deprecating smile tugged at the corner of her lips: "So, that night, you were just playing around, right?"
Ye Sijue's gaze darkened as he realized that the "night" Fu Ying mentioned was the night in the cave.
His eyes grew even colder, and almost instantly he appeared before her, gripping her wrist tightly.
"Fuying, don't mention that night to me!"
Fu Ying proudly raised her delicate face, not daring to let herself lose all dignity in front of him: "Why can't I mention it? You're the one who did this, and now you're the one who won't let me mention it. You want to claim all the rights?"
Those clear eyes held a deep stubbornness, like an unwilling little deer, charging into Ye Sijue's heart.
Ye Sijue felt waves of pain in his chest, and a strange emotion spread deep within him. This unfamiliar and difficult-to-control emotion caused him to feel a strong sense of grief.
Suddenly, his slender, pale fingers gripped Fuying's chin, his dark eyes filled with a playful and amused smile:
"Ha, don't tell me you're doing this because you like me."
His mocking eyes, like a demon slowly baring its fangs, revealed his wicked and sinister side, stirring a chill down one's spine.
Looking into his eyes, which were clearly smiling yet revealed ruthlessness, Fu Ying couldn't stop the tears from flowing down her face.
Yes, I did like you, but that's all in the past!
"Ye Sijue, starting tonight, we have no further relationship. I hope you will take care of yourself from now on!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she turned to leave, but her wrist was suddenly pulled back by a strong force.
Her slender body was forced to lean against the thick tree trunk, and Ye Sijue's intense presence suddenly drew closer.
Their eyes met, and a crimson glint appeared in Ye Sijue's sinister eyes, a mocking smile playing on his lips.
"Like? You're telling me you like? Then tell me, what exactly is 'like'?!"
Having lived under the cruel survival rules of the Dark Moon organization since childhood, he lived like a walking corpse. Even seeing his beloved sun became the most luxurious thing in his life.
He is bloodthirsty, cold-blooded, and ruthless. He is like a lifeless machine. How could he understand love?
I would never be so extravagant as to ask for other people's approval!
Fu Ying actually told him that she loved him?
But who in this world, besides his beloved brother, would love someone as filthy and wretched as him?!
His persistent and stubborn gaze, when seen by Fu Ying, was undoubtedly like an invisible knife that could kill.
Fu Ying felt as if a knife had been plunged into her heart, and blood was slowly flowing from the wound. It wasn't fatal, but every breath brought intense pain.
Ye Sijue truly lived up to his reputation as a top-tier assassin. He was like a heartless killing machine, unaware of which of his words might break someone's heart.
Fu Ying had completely given up on him. She smiled bitterly and said, "Yes, didn't I say that's all in the past? Don't worry, I... won't love you anymore."
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