C121

I died with him

The one who shot was not afraid of Peng Haobai, nor was it Mu Huainan.

I will never forget that scene. Peng Haobai's body stood there stiff as blood flowed out from the hole in his chest.

I stood there stunned, a kind of extreme pain, is that you already have no strength to shout, no piercing pain and suffering, you are pure, simple want to go with him to die.

I threw myself on my knees beside him, tears streaming down my face, my voice low, calling his name.

"Peng Haobai, Peng Haobai, Peng Haobai."

Even if I say it a hundred times, it would be worth it if he could reply with a single word.

But he just looked at me like that, without even the strength to tilt his head. His black eyes were all gathered at the corner of his left eye, squinting at me.

He opened his mouth and only red water flowed out.

I trembled as I reached out with my hands, my eyes filled with tears as I covered the hole in his chest. Boiling hot blood flowed out from between my fingers, my entire body trembled as I clenched my teeth to help Peng Haobai up, and then I held him in my arms.

His body was so light that it seemed as if in just a few minutes, his blood would run dry and he would lose most of his weight.

As I held him, I felt every nerve in my body ache, every cell splitting apart.

This is all because of me, why would I drag innocent people down with me!

Suddenly, a wet hand, on the back of my hand.

Lowering his eyes, he saw that it was a pair of hands that had been soaked in blood.

The heat of the blood had faded, leaving only the coldness of his body.

"Peng Haobai!" Trembling, I called out to him, "You'll be fine. Believe me, I won't let anything happen to you!"

The corner of his mouth lifted slightly, making a nice curve.

"An'an."

He was only making a mouth, but could not make a sound.

The hands slowly moved away. I stared at his hands and saw that Peng Haobai was struggling to take out a ring from his pocket.

It was the ring that he had proposed to thirty times over the past seven years.

After being soaked in the blood, the diamond seemed to be even brighter.

Peng Haobai raised his hand with much difficulty and opened his mouth wide, but was unable to say anything.

I know what he means.

"I know."

I swallowed the aching in my heart and reached for the ring he had brought me.

Even though I have seen this ring many times, it is the first time I have personally worn it.

I saw Peng Haobai smiling in satisfaction.

His smile cut through my heart like a knife.

"Peng Haobai, I promise you, as long as you get better, we will get married, okay?"

The man in my arms looked at me and opened his mouth as if to say something, but then I saw a black gun on his forehead.

The gun was pointed at his forehead.

Following the spear tip, Mu Huainan stood firmly behind me.

It was like the night seven years ago when he wanted me to be a child.

He looked down on us like that, neither sad nor happy nor silent,

Peng Haobai and I are as fair as if it's a sacrificial altar. When does he want to eat?

"No!"

I screamed and threw myself at him, grabbing the muzzle of his gun, trying to get him to leave Peng Haobai's forehead.

Mu Huainan's strength was truly great. Standing there, he could not fall.

If I can't stop them, I'll just have to repent. If I go head to head with Mu Huainan, there will never be a good ending.

I let go of the hand that was holding onto his spear, and slowly withdrew the hand that was holding onto Peng Haobai. I carefully placed him on the ground.

He could only kneel in front of Mu Huainan.

"I'm begging you, if you want to kill me then kill me. This has nothing to do with Peng Haobai, just let him go."

Mu Huainan's hand did not move, the muzzle of the gun was still pointed at Peng Haobai.

"Seven years. Your emotions are rising quickly, huh?"

He used a rhetorical question, which I could not understand in a moment.

He didn't have time to say anything.

Suddenly, a "kacha" sound was heard.

I heard the sound of bullets in the hall.

That spear was aimed straight at Peng Haobai's spear, and it had been removed by Mu Huainan. In other words, if he were to slightly move his finger, Peng Haobai would definitely die.

"Anthea, I hope you know who you belong to."

Whose person am I?

His head was buzzing as he repeated this sentence. Thinking back to how Peng Haobai had taken care of us, mother and son, in detail. I think, I know who I belong to now.

At that moment, I turned my head and saw the trembling man in the pool of blood.

There was only one thing on his mind.

I can't let him stop laughing.

I glared at Mu Huainan and in an instant, I grabbed both of his hands, turning the muzzle of the gun upside down. Without hesitation, I pressed down on the finger he placed on the trigger.

"Bam!"

This series of actions was very natural and smooth.

I didn't hesitate, or rather, the man didn't stop me. His obedience made me the one who hurt him.

He shouldn't have done that.

He can break free from me easily, he can't … He won't be injured that easily...

In the air, the smell of blood bloomed.

I fell limply to the ground. The bullet didn't hit Mu Huainan's body, but went through his ear, my entire ear getting smashed by the spear and dying half of my face red.

People rushed up from the surroundings, worried, anxious, and all sorts of ugly things.

"Step down."

Mu Huainan spat out two words coldly. He had a handkerchief in his hand, but it was not used to wipe away the blood on his face.

He just stood there looking at me with half of his face stained with blood and his eyes black as he ate.

Suddenly, he laughed.

That man who was even more ghostly than the night sky was like a fox hidden deep in the mountains, living like a wild wolf.

I looked at him. The hatred I had accumulated over the past seven years seemed to have finally found its way to him at this very moment. It was as if I was waiting for this moment to strike me in the head.

My chest hurt so much I couldn't breathe. I could still see everything that had happened in the past. I looked at the devil, and saw him so close to me, and told me a horrible nightmare.

This man, this man named Mu Huainan, was once the man I relied on, was once the man I wanted to follow. He struggled to get me, then disdainfully threw me away.

I know I owed him too much, so everything I've been through is called retribution.

I have also thought about it before, but since there's already a ninth, the grudge between Mu Huainan and I, will stop here.

But I ignored him. He would not let me go, just as he would not let go of the meaning of anyone who betrayed him.

Suddenly he dropped the gun at my feet and took half a step closer to me.

"You missed."

He stood there, neither dodging nor evading, not allowing anyone to take action.

"Again."

Is he crazy, or are we all crazy?

"Ninth Master!"

Behind him, Liang Yin turned pale with fright, and attempted to pounce over and snatch the spear away. However, Mu Huainan turned his head and looked at her fiercely, and then, his entire body stiffened, and he no longer dared to move.

Liang Yin stared fixedly at me, her eyes that were as cold as Mu Huainan's, at that moment, filled with shock and puzzlement.

That was my first meeting with her. She naturally doesn't know what kind of existence I am to Mu Huainan.

"But that woman …" Liang Yin is afraid. I saw her body violently tremble, but without Mu Huainan's permission, she didn't dare act rashly.

He could only forcefully swallow all his doubts and shock.

Amidst the countless shouts, the shadows of the others all faded away, leaving only me and him.

I picked up the gun.

If all the hatred from before was firmly suppressed by me, then today's torture of Peng Haobai could be considered to be releasing all the ferocious beasts in my heart.

Biting their lips with hatred and ruthlessness, they charged towards Mu Huainan from all directions.

I want to avenge, I want to avenge for Jiu Jiu, to avenge Peng Haobai!

The hand holding the gun slowly raised it, the black muzzle was pointed at Mu Huainan. I took a deep breath, but I couldn't help but have my eyes turn red.

Tears fell down unconscious.

Mu Huainan looked at me and suddenly let out a deep sigh. When he spoke, his tone was the same as seven years ago, when he was hugging me in his embrace.

Gentle love.

"An'an won't cry. I'll promise you anything you want. If you want to kill me, just do it. No one here dares to do anything to you."

"Mu Huainan, shut up!"

I growled at him, growing up, and even after seven years, this old fox could easily seize my heart.

"Do you really think I don't dare to kill you?"

That night, the night I hadn't dared to think about for seven years, the cool, cold obstetrics and gynaecology kneeling at his feet, all they got was indifference and certainty, so many people pressed my hands and injected me with sedatives, making me feel a little bit of the loss of consciousness, like a man clearly confronted with death and pain.

The more he thought about it, the more painful it felt.

He's going to kill everyone who's important to me.

After a while.

I heard him say, "Anthea, be good and shoot."

Heh.

Mu Huainan, I have listened to you for so many years. From now on, I will no longer listen to you.

The gun fell to the ground and I couldn't pull the trigger in the end. I looked at his bloody face and fell back.

The cold floor was wet with Peng Haobai's blood.

I lay there paralyzed, staring at the ceiling above me, my heart beating, my breath, my emotions, as if they had been pulled away from me at that moment, as if they were no longer my own.

I don't seem to be in pain any more.

His hand fell to the ground, and with a "ding", it was the ring on his ring finger, the sound of it hitting the floor.

I had taken off the plastic ring for seven years, where the faded fingers had always been a lighter color than the rest, and I had kept it for seven years until the ring finger finally became the color it was.

Now, I am wearing Peng Haobai's ring again.

I was suddenly very, very tired.

It was as if there was not a single cell in his body, and every inch of his blood was tightly connected to Mu Huainan.

Tonight, everything went along with him, like a surging Yangtze River flowing through the ocean, and at some point, after being injected into the horizon that couldn't be seen, it disappeared again.

My vitality, all my love and hate, had followed Mu Huainan's spear attack and flowed away.