Chapter 726: Chapter 723
Against such a backdrop, the male protagonist’s feelings for the female protagonist had always been evasive; he did not want to face them.
Yet love had already taken root in the moment they first met, the moment he saved her.
Their relationship, unfolding amid the chaos and violence, was heartbreaking.
As Wen Xian watched scene after scene of Qinghai, whether it was the vast Gobi desert, the twisted yet unyielding poplars, or the heavens filled with dust storms and blizzards…
It seemed as if everything she had once shared with Lu Xiao was playing in her mind.
Unconsciously, tears streamed down her face.
Leaning against him, the tissue in her hand became continuously soaked.
What, after all, is the pursuit of a human life?
To be fed and clothed, to live forever with the one you love—that’s enough, that is true happiness.
She didn’t yearn for vast wealth or high fame; she just wanted to do the work she loved, to accompany the one she cared for, to see him safe and sound—that would be sufficient.
The film was actually quite oppressive because it revealed too much of the harsh social realities, along with the pain of unrequited love.
Not knowing the end, almost everyone was hoping for a happy conclusion.
In reality, when they saw the male lead kill the antagonist and walk towards the heroine, rushing to her with a slight smile at last, they truly believed that it was all over.
That the two of them would be together.
But, when the antagonist, with his last breath, slowly raised his gun and shot at the male lead’s back, the entire cinema fell deathly silent.
Everyone held their breath, not wanting to witness that moment.
And struck him in the back of his heart.
He stood in place, looking out at the heroine in the desert.
Looking at her slightly disheveled long hair, her beautiful face, his eyes gazing at her stunned and slowly turning to despair, the expression in his eyes gradually dispersed.
In the end, his lips moved slightly, his knees weakened, and he knelt down.
Blood began to seep into his clothes.
And she ran to him like a madwoman.
She knelt down and held him tightly, hugging him tight; she cried in agony, unable to make a sound, her lips trembling as she murmured, “Don’t, please don’t…”
And his complexion faded away slowly.
Just lying in her arms, his breathing became labored.
He moved his lips and finally spoke the words she had always nagged him to say, the words she longed to hear.
He said weakly, “…I love you…”
Her tears surged and fell.
He spoke again, faintly, “…But I’m sorry…”
He couldn’t stay with her any longer… Still unable to stay by her side… to continue on…
Unable to give her a home.
As his hand slowly fell, her overwhelming despair and agony swamped her like a breached flood, drowning not only her but also all the viewers.
Her breakdown, from the initial silent weeping to the eventual outburst…!
She held him, wept loudly, shouted his name, and fell into the deepest depths of despair.
Almost everyone was deeply caught in that heart-wrenching, collapsing agony.
Quiet sobs from some girls in the cinema could be heard.
Just when everything seemed about to turn from bitterness to sweetness, just as the two were about to be together, it was at that very last moment—