The vast and swift sea breeze tousled her hair, and even her eyes felt dry and stinging.
Gong Ning stared blankly into the distance, where the deep blue sea seemed to merge with the vast and desolate sky.
As noon approached, the temperature rose, and Gong Ning's face grew paler and paler. The sweat on her forehead was soon dried by the sea breeze.
The exquisite lip makeup, meticulously applied early in the morning and glossy with glaze, had long since lost its vibrant color due to the pain throughout her body, and her dry lips had cracked and bled under the scorching sun.
Gong Ning didn't answer Luo Shuang's question. Instead, she grimaced because of the pain in her wrist. "Now that you've figured everything out, why did you still send someone to kidnap me? Just... just to hear my past stories? Isn't that boring?"
Her voice was weak but unusually calm, as if the unpleasant memories that had been awakened earlier had not affected her mood.
Luo Shuang's eyes flashed, and she suddenly smiled. "I'm not bored at all. Don't you think that comparing misery is a good way to quickly resolve a mental crisis? Hearing about your past misfortunes and seeing that you're even worse off than me makes me feel better. Compared to you, I'm much luckier!"
Gong Ning: "..."
After a moment of silence, Gong Ning gasped, "There are many ways to hear stories. Why must we use such a dangerous and bloody method?"
Luo Shuang rested her chin on her hands, thinking quietly, "Perhaps you owed me a debt in your past life, so from the bottom of my heart I don't want you to suffer! How does it feel to be a dried fish?"
Gong Ning's heart skipped a beat, and a look of shock flashed in her eyes.
The second princess of the Guyou Dynasty, Gong Shangyue, often said to her, "Perhaps you owe me a lot of debts, so even now, I don't want you to have a good time from the bottom of my heart!"
What is the connection between Luo Shuang and Gong Changyue?
Gong Ning then thought of Grandpa Ling, who looked remarkably like the Emperor of the Gu You Dynasty.
A suspicion began to form in my mind...
Her breathing became erratic, and she spoke urgently, "Zhou Zijing gave you information about me, and the condition for exchanging that information was kidnapping me, right? Why are you so eager to know my story? What does it have to do with you? Do you know how crazy this behavior is? Are you out of your mind? Didn't Luo Yangfan do everything he could to get you out of prison? Why can't you cherish this opportunity to live? Are you really stupid or just pretending? Always so foolishly using others as pawns, are you sick in the head, Luo Shuang!"
Luo Shuang was taken aback, and the next moment she saw the thin rope binding Gong Ning tighten.
He quickly peered over and saw Gong Ning struggling violently, the blood seeping from her wrists gradually spreading to both arms, a rather shocking sight.
She was startled and quickly said, "Are you crazy? You'll fall like that..."
Gong Ning roared, interrupting her, her voice hoarse and angry, "Shut up!"
There was even a hint of heartache that was hard to explain.
In her previous life, Gong Shangyue was pushed into the abyss step by step, and before she could be redeemed, the light of her life was completely extinguished.
When she transmigrated to the Valley of the Netherworld Dynasty, her memories were not erased by A-Lin. At that time, because of her desolate and lifeless state of mind, she missed the opportunity to hold onto Gong Changyue.
Now, having encountered this girl who looks remarkably like Gong Shangyue again, will she give up once more because of her cowardice?
Gong Ning suddenly exerted force with her wrist, breaking the ropes binding her hands. Almost at the same moment, she grabbed the end of the rope and touched the rock face with her toes.
Holding onto the rope, they returned to the top of the cliff in a very graceful arc.
The next instant, before Luo Shuang could even react, he suddenly pulled her into his arms.
Tears streamed down her face like beads on a string, dampening the air around Luo Shuang's ears.
Luo Shuang froze on the spot, turning into a high-value, silly goose.
Gong Ning burst into tears; she regretted it, she had been wrong.
She shouldn't have had suicidal thoughts for a moment because of Lu Weixi's gentle and natural smile towards others.
There shouldn't be an indifferent attitude of giving up and letting things slide...
She almost gave up on herself.
Gong Ning hugged Luo Shuang even tighter.
In different times and spaces, whether it's Gong Changyue or Luo Shuang.
They all pulled her back when she was about to give up.
Still lost in her grief, Gong Ning didn't notice Luo Shuang's suddenly constricted pupils.
The next moment, Luo Shuang suddenly turned around while holding her.
Two muffled sounds mingled together and rang clearly in her ears. Gong Ning quickly pushed Luo Shuang away and saw a scarlet flower of blood blooming from Luo Shuang's back.
Gong Ning suddenly realized that the sounds she had just heard were a gunshot wound and Luo Shuang's muffled groan.
His gaze froze, his pale, cold fingers trembling, unable to touch her back. Gradually, even the dried blood on his lips cracked open helplessly. "Luo Shuang... don't scare me. I... I'll take you to see a doctor. Yes, A-Lin, where's A-Lin? A-Lin... Luo Shuang, are you in pain? I..."
"Shh-"
Luo Shuang suddenly interrupted her, leaning weakly against Gong Ning's chest. "I'm not as stupid as you think. Zhou Zijing bribed international mercenaries to kill you, and I... I just happened to overhear it, so she dragged me into it. I'm not as kind as you say. Such a good opportunity, wasn't it to torture you, to make death incredibly difficult for you? Thanks to me, you've lived a few more hours. You should thank me properly..."
Despite saying this, Luo Shuang's breathing gradually weakened...
Gong Ning's eyes were tinged with a hint of crimson as she helped her stagger to her feet. As soon as she looked up, she saw a tall, muscular man in tight-fitting clothes pointing a gun at her not far ahead.
Gong Ning's eyes turned cold, a ruthless glint flashing in them. In the next instant, she darted behind the man in the tight-fitting clothes like a gust of wind, her hands, carrying a chilling wind, fiercely attacking his lower back and ribs.
The man held the sniper rifle by the recoil, aimed carefully, and thrust it backward.
A muffled groan, meant to be suppressed, suddenly rang out from the girl.
The bloodstains on Gong Ning's wrist spread more and more violently, and a burning pain came from her lower abdomen.
At the same moment that Luo Shuang heard the muffled groan, she snapped out of her daze.
Her head tilted weakly to the side, and she saw the man in the tight-fitting clothes raising his gun and aiming at Gong Ning, who had fallen to the side.
Even though her vision was gradually blurring, she still tried her best to open her eyes wide, wanting to see Gong Ning one more time.
Gong Ning?
No, her name is Gong Linyun. She is the eldest princess of the Guyou Dynasty, Gong Linyun.
Her contradictory and eccentric eldest sister, Gong Linyun.
Luo Shuang shakily pulled a silenced pistol from her side, then struggled to her feet.
The next instant, he suddenly ran towards the tall and imposing mercenary.
Upon noticing this, the man in the tight-fitting clothes turned his gun around and shot her.
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