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Before Ming Xi could recover from her fear, Xue Qi's startled kiss came from all directions.

Xue Qi hurriedly kissed her, then fiercely kissed her. Brutally, as if she were his eternal enemy, no, his enemy. She was the one who killed him, his mortal enemy.

Thinking of Li Xue, her smile, her tears and the pout she pouted when she was angry, all of these stung Xue Qi's shocked heart. Today, he didn't even see her one last time. This would be the greatest regret of his life. And this regret was all thanks to this woman.

He thought that he would never see her again, that he would never be able to carry her to sleep, and although he didn't do anything, his heart ached even more.

Ming Xi stared at Xue Qi in shock and fear. Looking at the man who seemed to have gone crazy, fear rose from the bottom of her heart. However, struggling was an instinctive reaction when a person's life or safety was under threat. Ming Xi struggled, wanting to push the man on her body away.

Ming Xi was so shocked that he couldn't even speak. The only thing he could do was to use his small hand to beat Xue Qi's startled body. Facing this tall body, her surroundings were suppressed by waves of fear.

Seeing the fear and panic in Ming Xi's eyes, a cruel smile emerged on Xue Qi's face. His eyes were filled with a sense of revenge. He lifted his hand and pinched the bottom of her jaw, making her look straight at him.

He swore that her body, her spirit, her self-esteem, would all be trampled upon and destroyed. From now on, her pain was his happiness. He wanted to keep her alive in this world. He wanted her to live in the deepest, darkest place in this world. To make her regret her decision from the beginning.

Xue Qi tore apart her snow-white wedding dress in shock, then pressed his muscular body down heavily.

He pressed his hands against her body, forcing her to struggle.

Ming Xi was startled when she saw Xue Qi, whose eyes had turned a crazy red. She felt that she had seen a devil. Tears rolled down from her eyes. Ming Xi bit her lips and gave up on struggling.

Fifteen years old:

"Ming Xi, you must marry me in the future. You can only marry me!"

"Who said I was going to marry you?" Ming Xi pushed Xiang Yu away and shyly ran along the school's tree-lined path.

Eighteen years old:

"Ming Xi, when are you going to marry me?"

Ming Xi buried her face in Xiang Yu's arms, her face red as she said, "Graduated from university, how about it?"

Twenty years old:

She was about to graduate, yet she was waiting for news of him leaving the country. He silently withdrew from her world, his gorgeous appearance silently disappearing without a trace …

Xiang Yu, my most beloved, goodbye!

After what seemed like a century, Xue Qi got up with a frightened and satisfied smile on his face and walked into the bathroom.

Ming Xi stared blankly at the ceiling. She was already numb to the pain, and her heart was like dying embers. It was fated that she would never have anything to do with him again.

Beneath her, several blood stains bloomed like plum blossoms on the snow-white wedding dress …