He pulled down the brim of his hat. The heavy rain quickly soaked his clothes, which stuck to his body and felt uncomfortable.
The man frowned.
The black muzzle of a gun was pressed against the back of his neck, feeling cold. Pei Jing raised his eyebrows. "Click!" The surroundings were instantly filled with the sound of bullets being loaded, and countless gun muzzles were pointed at the man behind him.
"You want to join this fight too?" He seemed puzzled. "She clearly favors you the most, and you're still not satisfied?"
"I don't need this preference that means we can never meet again in this lifetime."
Pei Jing chuckled lazily, "We had already let you go, but you were the one who wanted to go through the gates of hell. I just hope Shushu won't blame us."
She killed He Jiali, the person she loved the most and wanted to protect the most.
"Da da da."
Mixed with the crackling sound of rain.
A pair of silver diamond fairy high heels made a chilling sound on the dull concrete floor.
She was holding an umbrella with a black lace bow.
Ever since the men started fighting, she rarely came out.
Or rather, we rarely see them anymore.
Pei Jing trembled his fingers helplessly.
Where is the confident look from before?
Why did she come here...is it because of He Jiali?
Is it because He Jiali is in danger, so she came here for He Jiali?
Pei Jing hated her preference for He Jiali.
But he knew he was not worthy.
He is full of sins.
What more could you ask of her?
Giving him the power to compete fairly with other men is already a gift from her.
“…Shushu.”
Pei Jing called her softly.
Through the drizzling rain, He Jiali looked at her quietly, without saying a word.
Pan Shu looked at them for a long time.
His gaze slowly shifted to the silver pistol in He Jiali's hand, "What do you mean by this?"
He Jiali pursed his lips, his dark eyes dark and unfathomable. "I don't want to be a peeper in a dark corner anymore. Even if I die, I must fight for the opportunity to be with you openly."
"Anyway," he bent his lip, "if I can't see you, I'll die sooner or later."
The travelers in the desert were without water.
Domesticated dogs abandoned by their owners.
The feeling of hesitating and struggling in the darkness almost made him feel like he was worse than death.
"But can you?" Pan Shu laughed softly, disdainfully, and condescendingly. "In this world, there is no impenetrable wall, and even paper cannot cover fire... The people you kill will be the evidence that sends you to prison."
She moved closer to him, looking at him almost tenderly and affectionately, "Be good, okay? I don't want your life to have any stains."
"Just keep being He Jiali, that's all."
He Jiali opened his mouth with difficulty, "No one will know."
Pan Shu pulled her lower lip, as if laughing at his naiveté.
"If you get involved, he..." She pointed at Pei Jing, "and the other two men will be willing to be your executioners. They promised me that they wouldn't hurt you... but the premise is that we must break up completely. He Jiali, grow up, you're not a child anymore."
She curled her lips gently, "This is the first time I want to protect someone. Be good and don't let me down, okay?"
It's so dazzling.
This scene.
Pei Jing curled the corners of his lips in sarcasm.
He Jiali quietly threw the gun in his hand to the ground with a "click", causing ripples in the water.
"Sister, you know very well that I will never go against any of your wishes." He bent down and gently embraced Banshu in his arms, with a look of resolute farewell in his eyes.
He is not naive.
The naive one is my elder sister.
How could these men, whose possessiveness was as strong as that of demons, let him go?
But I won't do it in front of her.
but.
That's what she hoped for.
So he would rather throw away the gun and wait for death to come.
Sister doesn't need to know any of this.
She just needs to know.
It is enough for He Jiali to live a very good life in some corner of this world.
"Bang."
After the gunshot.
The blood stained Banshu's white dress red.
Like a sinful flower blooming quietly in the rain.
Blood dripped down the white skirt.
Pan Shu's eyes were slightly red, her finger bones were white from being pinched, and her voice was trembling terribly, "He Jiali... He Jiali..."
He smiled helplessly, "This day will come sooner or later."
But he didn't expect that there would be a man stupid enough to do it in front of her.
Fu Chuyan, it's time to get out.
"... Pei Jing, Pei Jing, please come and see him, please..." Tears welled up in Pan Shu's eyes. She knelt on the ground, hugging He Jiali's increasingly cold body tightly.
Not far away, Fu Chuyan curled his lower lip in triumph.
This is the number one rival in love.
It wasn't him who did it, was it?
It was just an accidental discharge of a gun by one of my men.
It's not his fault.
Fu Chuyan smiled complacently.
Pei Jing glanced at Fu Chuyan indifferently and sneered in his heart, what a arrogant fool.
The eldest lady doesn't care whether it was an accidental discharge of a gun or intentional murder, she will definitely hold Fu Chuyan responsible for this.
He didn't have time to hide from He Jiali, but unexpectedly someone ran into him.
Okay.
Anyway, he wished He Jiali would die.
He doesn't have to do anything.
This is really... a win-win situation.
Pei Jing was too lazy to even put on a hypocritical look of sadness. After all, the eldest lady knew that pretending would only disgust her.
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