His hands grabbed her shoulder. With a single tug, he dragged her back.
Bai Weiwei kneeled on the ground.
She looked up in despair.
Song Yunhuan, I like you.
This sentence thoroughly infuriated Song Yunhuan.
How could she run away and still say that?
With such serious eyes, with such a clear voice.
All to fool him!
Song Yunhuan laughed twice.
He didn’t know if he was laughing at Bai Weiwei’s stupid innocence.
He continued laughing. He clearly knew she was a liar, but…damn, his soft heart again.
He smiled, reaching out, and tore the rest of her clothes.
What do you like about me? What do you like about this monster? How can you lie to me about your love, Bai Weiwei, how can you use it to so cruelly fool a man?
She whispered to him, saying she liked him.
It was just for survival.
Because of the apocalypse, she had no choice but to please him to stay by his side.
Once she found a better choice, she ran away.
How could he be stupid enough to fall for her?
Bai Weiwei’s clothes were completely stripped off. She was like Song Yunhuan’s little lamb, but even after being forced to this point, she still clung to his hand.
Aggrieved and paled-face, her voice gave a struggling cry.
Can’t you believe in me? I just want you to be human, how could love deceive people?
Song Yunhuan pinched her cheeks, curbing her voice.
It can deceive. Weren’t you lying to me every day?
His eyes were a storm of violent emotions, not a hint of humanity to be seen.
Greedy for life and afraid of death, vain, indecisive1, a woman like you, aren’t you best at cheating men?
The faint light in Bai Weiwei’s eyes gradually faded at his vicious words, eventually disappearing completely.
She lay down quietly, her body white like the first snow, her hair enchanting. She was miserable but beautiful.
Song Yunhuan, this angry beast, had his hunger and appetite flared up at the same time.
He wanted to eat her.
He wanted to take her, make the stench of someone else’s scent on her disappear.
She struggled helplessly, whimpering.
Under the white light, Song Yunhuan’s face held a chilling cruelty.
I thought you liked me? Then me doing this to you, you must like it very much.
Her eyes shed tears. A painful look in her eyes, full of desperation.
Song Yunhuan grabbed her thighs and forced her legs open.
Suddenly, Bai Weiwei spasmed.
It was a reaction to pain.
The smell of blood wafted into the air, sweet and distinctive.
Song Yunhuan was paralyzed and stopped all his movements.
He looked down and finally saw the stubbornness in her eyes, fragile enough to collapse.
Her hands clutched her abdomen. In her hand, she held a broken-off shard of iron.
When he had used his power, some of the bars had twisted and fallen off.
And this piece, sharp as a knife, plunged straight into Song Yunhuan’s heart.
When did she grab it?
Song Yunhuan’s mind was blank. He released the hand on her cheek. She gasped and suddenly smiled widely.
Song Yunhuan, I like you…
She pushed the sharp iron bar deeper into her stomach, as though she didn’t know pain.
Song Yunhuan finally shuddered.
Weiwei?
Bai Weiwei’s eyes were sharp and helpless. She spoke in a weak voice,
Me doing this, are you satisfied?
Satisfied?
He did want her dead. But…
Blood flowed everywhere. She tried to finish her sentence, but instead shut her eyes and fainted.
Song Yunhuan stared at her, dumbfounded. He felt his heart had been dealt a hard blow. He was unprepared for the pain.
He couldn’t stop the tremble in his lips.
But… why didn’t he feel happy?
1: 朝三暮四 lit. say three in the morning but four in the evening; to change something that was already agreed upon.↩
