"I won't die, and neither will you. It's been eight years, and aren't we all still alive and well?"
Su Wanqing stretched out her hand and gently stroked Luo Xichen's head. His hair was of good quality and a little stiff.
Luo Xichen, who was in a state of extreme surprise, also heard the unusual flavor in this sentence. Eight years? Live well?
He straightened up in surprise, gently grasped her shoulders, lowered his head slightly, and looked into her smiling, glazed black eyes that were as gifted in a dream.
"What do you mean?" Luo Xichen stared at her steadily, a strange feeling arose in his heart, and his heart beat a little violently and irregularly.
Su Wanqing chuckled, tilted her head slightly and looked at him, her thin lips parted slightly: "Don't you think we've been separated for too long?"
"You mean..." Luo Xichen's voice trembled slightly. Could it be what he thought?
She had never spoken to him like this in more than a month! Her brisk tone and sweet smile were only seen eight years ago when they were still in love.
Su Wanqing didn't say anything, but stood up on her tiptoes and pressed a gentle kiss on the lips of this older man who was a little slow to react.
In just a moment, she left quickly.
But Luo Xichen seemed to have been struck by lightning, standing there with a dull expression and dull eyes, looking like a stupid stone sculpture.
Just now...Wan Qing was kissing him?
Not scolding him, beating him, yelling at him?
Has she regained her memory?!
Thinking of this, Luo Xichen's dull expression completely collapsed. His ice blue eyes were shining with a thousand kinds of luster. Even the sunshine in the courtyard couldn't compare with the brilliance of his bright pupils!
"Wan Qing." He called her name softly, with a hint of uncertainty in his voice, "Is it——"
"Yes." Su Wanqing nodded and looked at him with a smile.
"real……"
"Really." She nodded again, the smile on her lips getting deeper.
After receiving the beauty's approval, Luo Xichen suddenly felt as if he had fallen into a huge pile of happiness, and his feet could no longer reach the ground.
Just when the two were sweetly acknowledging each other, Mechelle, who had been sobbing beside the blood-stained old Michelle, suddenly raised her head, with a pair of green eyes full of malice.
Why, why can these two people be happy?
It's all that woman's fault! It's all Su Wanqing's fault! Not only did she take away her man, she also killed her father with her own hands!
Unforgivable, absolutely unforgivable! Eight years ago, she should have died!
Thinking of this, Michelle put her hand on the dagger behind her father's back, and then pulled it out hard, causing blood to spurt out.
Michelle's eyes seemed to be burned red by the blood. She held a dagger in both hands and screamed as she attacked Su Wanqing's back.
"Su Wanqing, you pay with your life -"
However, before she could finish her words, her body stopped completely when she was still three steps away from Su Wanqing.
There was a gunshot, and a bullet entered her right between the eyebrows, piercing her brain. Blood slanted out along the bullet hole.
Michelle's eyes were full of unwillingness, and she finally slowly fell to the ground, leaning against her dead father.
The happy look on Luo Xichen's face suddenly switched to extreme anger, and then he quickly took out the pistol from his waist and shot the woman through the head.