Looking at Yan Qing's face covered in her own blood, even though Ying Rushi's body was in great pain, her heart was filled with pleasure, as if she had smashed her enemy's favorite and one-of-a-kind porcelain to pieces.
This was the most vicious revenge she could think of, to die in front of him for protecting him.
I'm going to die, and you can only watch as the girl you once liked slowly stops breathing in your arms, her body growing colder inch by inch. You'll never know how much I really liked you, and you'll never guess why I'm dying so content and fearless.
You couldn't understand with Red Snake, you couldn't understand with Black Wolf, maybe you'll guess something, but you'll never have the chance to get the answers because you missed it. I gave you so many hints, and you never took them seriously, so I won't even give you a chance to win me back.
This is how the world works: being too casual leads to missing out, being too serious brings sadness.
