Blood flowed from Gu Yao’s mouth, her eyes full of resentment staring emotionlessly at the despairing Gu Sheng who cried out with tears.
However, there was not a trace of satisfaction in her heart.
Because her choice to die was merely to free herself.
Gu Yao struggled to lift her hand, weakly pushing Gu Sheng, wanting to escape from his embrace.
She didn’t want to die in his arms, didn’t want to touch anything related to Gu Sheng, especially him.
She felt dirty, felt disgusted.
Gu Sheng cried out, his spirit nearly collapsing.
These two "whys," without knowing what they questioned.
Gu Yao opened her blood-filled mouth and with difficulty spoke three words to Gu Sheng:
The loudly calling doctor, Gu Sheng instantly fell silent, staring at Gu Yao in his arms full of hatred toward him, unable to utter another word.
He was as if his soul had been extracted in an instant, stunned.
"...Even if I die... I won’t... forgive you."
Gu Yao spoke these words intermittently, word by word.
She couldn’t face herself, couldn’t face Gu Sheng, couldn’t face everything around her, and especially couldn’t face Shangguan Yu.
The consequence of repeating everything is the tragedy repeating.
She chose the same path as before.
Even the place she chose to die was the same.
The difference was, before she stabbed a scalpel into her heart, she had killed the unformed child in her womb.
That wasn’t her child; it was the evidence of Gu Sheng’s sins.
She deeply hated Gu Sheng, including the innocent life in her womb.
She wanted Gu Sheng to live in regret and guilt for a lifetime, wanted him to feel the despair and fear she once felt.
Her life’s light was given by Gu Sheng, but the darkness of her life was also brought by him.
She should have been grateful for Gu Sheng gave her a home, and endless love, but that gratitude existed only before she was Gu Yao.
From the moment Gu Sheng dragged her into the room, to the month after, she had only hatred for Gu Sheng.
She died, even her Soul Fragment still hated him.
If possible, she’d rather be an unwanted orphan than endure what she suffered now, and it was twice.
Gu Sheng hugged Gu Yao tightly, though she was in his arms, so close to him, he truly felt her slowly leaving him.
This feeling of losing bit by bit, he was too familiar with it.
In these years, he had felt it too many times, each time almost tortured to death.
Watching Gu Yao before him inserting the scalpel into her heart, Gu Sheng’s mental defense completely collapsed.
After suffering repeated blows and injuries, Gu Sheng’s ability to endure was far less strong than before; at this moment, he felt worse than death, pain beyond description.
He embraced Gu Yao’s cold and rain-soaked body, cried in despair, yet found no sound coming from his throat.
Gu Yao watched the collapsing Gu Sheng, tears flowing from her eyes, mingling into her wet hair, disappearing.
At this moment, she seemed to suddenly understand something.
She seemed... no longer to hate him.
Her hatred towards Gu Sheng seemed to have dissipated along with her previous suicide. ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ novelꜰire.net
She just couldn’t forgive everything Gu Sheng did, nor did she have the courage to live.
Gradually losing consciousness, her vision blurred, feeling death once again, Gu Yao smiled.
She slowly moved her gaze from Gu Sheng’s face.
Her consciousness drifted back to the time she first met Shangguan Yu...
Back then, Shangguan Yu looked so handsome, the joy and sunshine in his eyes weren’t fake, they were real...