Tong Ran's smile was incredibly bitter, for there was nothing more painful in the world than this. "Is it not so? Mo Nanjue, it was you who destroyed us with your own hands..."
"Destroyed us?" Mo Nanjue did not understand what she meant, and the man did not delve deeper into her words. He stared at her intently. Once his sealed heart was opened by this woman, it was impossible to close it again. Yet she kept stabbing him with a knife...
Over and over again, he was on the brink of suffocation, but he couldn't let go.
Mo Nanjue knew very well that it was impossible for him to let this woman go now.
Yes, since I can't let go, let's sink together then, Tong Ran. If you want to hate me, then I'll make sure you hate me thoroughly!
If I cannot become the person you love the most, then it's fine... to become the person you hate the most in this lifetime.
