Queen of Initiative Love

  His existence is in your world, his figure is in your eyes, are we only left with memories of the past? - Zuo Linxuan

  The originally warm scene made Zuo Ze Xuan feel extremely piercing, was he overestimating the emotions between them? Was he being foolishly optimistic? Could it be that he fundamentally couldn't have her anymore?

  As he thought about it, a bitter smile spread across Zuo Xuan's face. He was probably going to spend the rest of his life with only memories of her and himself...

  This week, Shui Qingyu and her group have been traveling very comfortably, without anyone coming to bother them. Ling Shanmei has been in contact with someone recently, and it seems like she's been in touch with someone. Shui Qingyu looked at the message on her hand and a faint cold smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

  Ling Shan Mei, proud as you are, will you also lower your head like others? Will you also ask for help like others? I thought you would rather die than yield.

  Ling Shan Mei, it's useless, I want you and your mother to pay back more than this. Isn't it a deep sisterly love, a deep motherly love? Then I'll see what kind of good show you will perform for me in the face of death.

  Qī Yǔ Hán pushed open the door and saw Shuǐ Qīngyóu holding the message from the God of Assassination, her eyes icy cold and making people feel a chill run down their spines.

  Walked to Shui Qingyu's side, hugged her and pulled her into his arms, stroking her raven-black long hair, his voice filled with indulgence: "Are you all set?"

  "Mm." She obediently stayed in Qi Yuhan's arms, the warmth of his chest making her feel indulged.

  "Yao, I don't like it when you make that face." After a long while, a sigh came from above Yu's head, and Qi Yuheng's helpless yet pitiful voice reached his ears.

  That expression was too frightening, too cold, it pained him, and he also resented the people of the Gong family.

  Although he didn't know what had happened, turning a girl into this, so cold, so ruthless, always on guard, distrustful of everyone, what kind of heart-wrenching pain must she have endured to lock up her heart with a key that no one could open.

  "If seven years ago and ten years ago they hadn't been so ruthless, there wouldn't be a Shui Jingyu in this world today." Closing her eyes, it was originally a scorching summer, but the words that came out of Shui Jingyu's mouth were icy and piercing.

  "Tell me, how much do you hate them?" He asked seriously, his hand tightening around Yuanyu's, covering up the pain in his heart.

  "I was once so happy, my mother loved me so much, I hated them even more." This hatred has been hidden for a long time. In her previous life, she failed to recognize the villain and was deceived, unable to avenge her deceased parents. In this life, no matter what the cost, she will definitely avenge her mother!

  The house was extremely quiet at this time, so quiet that even the sound of Qi Yuhan's heartbeat could be heard.

  Looking up, what I saw was Qi Yuhan's worried face with a faint smile, and he raised his head slightly.

  As their lips touched, Yu Cong's eyes caught a glimpse of surprise and delight.

  He tightly wrapped his arms around Shui Qingyu, as if he wanted to melt her into his own flesh and blood, and began to respond to Shui Qingyu's kiss.

  She gently closed her eyelids, savoring the sweet yet slightly sorrowful kiss. In this moment, deep within her heart, she felt a thread of sweetness.

  The two people in the passionate kiss didn't notice a figure standing outside the door, but the figure seemed somewhat melancholy.

  He saw it, he also heard it, he saw her initiative, saw his pity, saw her hatred, saw many many...

  But alone, he couldn't find his reflection in her eyes. Somberly, will your world no longer have my presence?