He trembled as he reached out his finger, trying to touch the shocking crimson before him, but all he could touch was scarlet.
Su Ruanruan silently put away the gun she was gripping, her gaze fixed on the astonished man before her. She watched as his body tilted uncontrollably backward, losing all support.
A small thing rolled off him.
Su Ruanruan slowly approached, squatted down, and picked up the exquisite little box that had slipped out of his sleeve. Opening it, she found a box of fragrant rouge inside.
"For me?" Su Ruanruan asked.
The dark-faced man's eyes were unfocused, and there was still a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.
He had bought this box of rouge a long time ago and carried it with him every day, but he never took it out.
He didn't want to admit that he had fallen for Su Ruanruan first, and then developed feelings for her. From a young age, he had been trained to be a cold-blooded killing machine; he shouldn't have emotions.
Every night they made love passionately and entwined themselves in each other, that narrow bed curtains gave him a warmth he had never felt before in many years.
He held her tightly in his arms, and only then did he realize that he was not a cold, heartless tool, but a real, living person.
He recalled their time in the Northwest, when her eyes were blindfolded with black cloth, her hands gently resting on his wrists as he led her forward. The night breeze carried a slight chill, but the warmth of her palms was as comforting as the sun.
The emotions deep within him surged like a tidal wave, compelling him to want to get closer to this special woman.
He struggled to raise his hand, wanting to stroke Su Ruanruan's beautiful face one last time, and told her in a weak voice, "My name is Xu... Nanfeng."
"Don't...don't try to find out the truth about the night you lost your memory, otherwise...you...you'll regret it."
"I like……"
Before he could finish speaking, his breath grew weaker and weaker.
When he was a child, his hometown suffered a severe famine. Left with no other choice, he had to leave his hometown with his mother and brother and beg along the way.
However, fate was cruel; his mother unfortunately fell ill and passed away, and his brother also disappeared without a trace.
To survive, he had to fight with children who were taller than him and even fight tooth and nail for food from vicious dogs.
Then one day, fate seemed to take a turn for the better. A stranger on horseback suddenly stopped in front of him and offered him a soft steamed bun. He had just snatched a bite from a vicious dog's mouth. That bun was an absolute delicacy to him, the best thing he had tasted since he began his wanderings.
The man asked him if he would like to leave with him, and he nodded in agreement without hesitation. However, little did he know that this decision would lead him into another terrible nightmare.
There gathered a hundred children there, and every day they had to participate in a life-or-death struggle. As time went by, fewer and fewer of his former companions slept in the same bed with him.
This place was like a living hell, filled with endless slaughter, pain, and bloodshed...
To survive in this world, one must relinquish all emotions and desires. After numerous harrowing life-or-death battles, only two survived and were transformed into new Dragon Guards.
At this moment, the azure sky before my eyes gradually became hazy and indistinct, and that beautiful and moving figure also gradually became blurred.
Xu Nanfeng's lips curled up slightly, a relieved smile on his face.
He left this world with regrets, but he finally found relief at the end of his life.
However, fate played a cruel trick on him, and he never expected that he would die at the hands of the woman who had captivated his heart.
Perhaps this was his destined end.
Su Ruanruan stood quietly in place, the howling wind sweeping past the cliff edge lifting the hem of her clothes.
She gazed into the distance and saw the setting sun, like a magnificent golden scroll, slowly unfolding across the vast sky.
As the sun gradually sets in the west, the afterglow of the sunset falls on the steep and precipitous cliffs, draping them in a dazzling golden veil, creating a magnificent sight.
Su Ruanruan gently twirled the string of love-pea beads in her hand when she suddenly heard the sound of horses' hooves behind her. She calmly turned around...
...
When Huo Yan, Su Tinghan, and the others rushed over, what they saw was Su Ruanruan huddled pitifully beside the carriage.
She was still covered in a few drops of bright red blood, and her body was trembling slightly, clearly frightened.
The scene around her was horrific; several corpses lay scattered on the ground, and the air was thick with the stench of blood.
Su Tinghan quickly dismounted and hurried to Su Ruanruan's side to carefully check her condition. When he saw that she only had some scratches on her forehead and that the bloodstains on her body were not from her own body, the weight in his heart finally lifted.
At the same time, Huo Yan rode the gale. His deep and sharp eyes, like those of a hawk, scanned back and forth over the corpses, as if trying to find some clues.
Finally, his gaze settled on Su Ruanruan, as if deep in thought.
Zi Wu's face was as pale as paper, tears streaming down her face. She rushed straight to Su Ruanruan and hugged her tightly.
"Master, are you alright? You scared me to death!" Ziwu asked, her voice trembling with tears.
Hearing Zi Wu's call, Su Ruanruan snapped out of her daze. When she saw Zi Wu standing unharmed before her, she breathed a sigh of relief, "It's good you're alright..."
As Ziwu sobbed softly, she recounted the events to Su Ruanruan: "This servant and the coachman were unfortunately knocked unconscious and kidnapped. When we woke up, we desperately cried for help, and fortunately, Prince Su and General Huo found us."
Su Ruanruan said gently, "Thank you for saving me, Young Master Su." As she spoke, she nodded slightly.
Then, she slowly raised her head and looked at Huo Yan, who was riding a tall and handsome horse not far away.
She took a deep breath. "And thank you, General Huo..."
Huo Yan's lips curled slightly, a half-smile playing on his lips as he gazed at her, as if he could see right through her. He asked softly, "What exactly happened here?"
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