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Chapter 71 Chapter 94 Love and Hate
With deep black eyes narrowed suddenly, Xi Ze looked at Mo Yang's hand pointing at his muzzle injured, and suddenly took out the pistol attached to his waist for self-defense.

Hearing a "boom...", the slender fingertips pulled the trigger uncontrollably, and the rapid bullets flew out with white smoke tails...

Her slender body slumped backwards, cold bullets penetrated her shoulder blades, and the scarlet oozing from her shoulders stained the snow-white skirt.

The piercing pain spread, and Mo Yang fell to the ground in pain, her gray-green beautiful eyes were filled with strong sorrow.

Sitting on the side, Liu Ru stared at the bloody and intense scene in shock, unable to understand what kind of love-hate entanglement could drive them into madness.

But there is one thing she can see clearly, Xi Ze's feelings for Mo Yang are deeply rooted, and both love and hate have gone to extremes.

Bitter tears fell down and slipped into the corners of his lips, and the salty and wet taste entered his heart bit by bit. Mo Yang gasped heavily, with his palms covering his shoulders, raised his head to look at Xi Ze, and asked weakly, "Why?" ?”

Seeing her frail appearance from the corner of the eye, Xi Ze's big palm began to tremble violently, and he shook his head violently, staring blankly at the pistol in his palm.

Hastily and sadly took two steps back, he never thought that one day, he and Mo Yang would hurt each other like this.

Liu Ru lightly tugged on his sleeve, and reminded in a low voice: "Xize, please call for a doctor! Hurry up!"

She didn't want a moment of hesitation to cause Xi Ze's lifetime of regret.

Wei An's figure swayed for a while, and Xi Ze didn't even notice that his deep black eyes were filled with tears.

Is it sadness, pity, or despair?

It turns out that being betrayed by the one you love is so heartbreaking.

I have never wished so much that I have no heart, no heart, so that it will not hurt like this moment.

Xi Ze still didn't understand why Mo Yang was so cruel, did she expect him to die so much?Could it be that all love is just clouds and dust in her eyes?

Suddenly, the world-shattering hatred completely swallowed him, and the last ray of sorrow was melted away by coldness. Xi Ze clenched his revolver tightly, turned around, and decisively hugged Liu Ru into his arms.

Mo Yang, who was lying on the ground, looked at his resolute indifference, and finally smiled, sadly and indifferently.

His eyes were completely cold, Xi Ze squinted at Mo Yang, and said without a trace of emotion: "Useless people, useless things, why keep them?"

After getting this answer, Mo Yang coughed out a few mouthfuls of blood sadly, and propped his blood-stained palm on the ground.

It turned out that to this day, there is nothing but desire, hatred and use between him and her.

The transparent glass under him came into view, looking at the blue ocean below him, Mo Yang resolutely raised the gun in his hand, smashed the glass under him, and fell into the abyss...

Hearing the loud noise of glass shattering, Xi Ze ran towards Luo Wentian in astonishment, knelt down beside Luo Wentian, watched Mo Yang's falling figure, and screamed in pain: "No! ……No……"

Three years later

Italy, Florence
Mo Yang successfully completed her master's defense and strolled in the quiet alley with ease.

Feel the rich cultural atmosphere here comfortably, chatting enthusiastically with the owners of the street coffee shops.

As usual, she came to the flower shop on the corner of the street and bought some bunches of violets.

Holding the fragrant flower branches in her arms, a soft smile floated on her cheeks.

In the past three years, although the scene of that day would often become her nightmare, Mo Yang has begun to learn to forget.

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