Love is as vast as the Milky Way, impossible to cross.

Just as Liu Shiyin was about to speak, her phone switched off, leaving her utterly dejected. She turned to face the sea, letting tears stream down her face. She felt utterly alone and helpless. She murmured to herself:

"See? Even God isn't on your side."

She stood alone on the beach, letting her tears flow freely. Her fragile figure appeared lonely yet beautiful in the moonlight.

Huo Muchen stared at the disconnected phone, lost in thought. The instant the call connected, he had heard the sound of wind on the other end. He looked outside the car, but there was no wind.

He remembered the beach he had gone to with Liu Shiyin that time. Although he wasn't sure, he still wanted to go and see it. He sped up again, eager to see Liu Shiyin as soon as possible.

After a long wait and filled with anxiety, Huo Muchen finally arrived at the seaside. He looked around, searching for Liu Shiyin.

When he saw that familiar yet lonely figure, an indescribable emotion welled up within him—a mixture of joy and sorrow.

Liu Shiyin stood alone on the beach, the sea breeze blowing through her long hair and dress, making her figure sway gracefully in the wind.

She stood there quietly, as if listening to the whispers of the waves, feeling the coolness of the sea breeze, her arms unconsciously wrapped around her shoulders, trying to ward off the cold.

Huo Muchen looked at Liu Shiyin's slender figure, hurriedly took off his coat, and walked quickly towards Liu Shiyin.

As he walked behind her, he gently draped his coat over her shoulders, his movements tender and careful, as if afraid of disturbing her. The warmth of the coat instantly enveloped Liu Shiyin.

"Why are you here all alone? You'll catch a cold."

Huo Muchen's tone was full of concern and worry.

The sudden sound made Yu Die's heart tremble slightly. She turned around almost instinctively and saw Huo Muchen standing behind her. Her eyes were filled with shock and disbelief.

Huo Muchen's gaze fell on Liu Shiyin's face, and his heart sank.

Under the moonlight, the obvious handprint on Liu Shiyin's face was clearly visible, as if it had been burned by a raging fire, standing out starkly against her fair skin.

The mark was like a merciless brand, deeply imprinted on Huo Muchen's heart, making him feel an indescribable anger and pain.

What pained him even more were the scratches left by the fingernails. Thin red marks crisscrossed his face, and in some places, blood had seeped out, which had now dried and congealed into small scabs.

The scabs gleamed faintly in the moonlight, stinging Huo Muchen's eyes.

Above Liu Shiyin's right eye was a bruise, which looked like it had been caused by something hitting her. The bruise made her eyes appear even deeper, but it also revealed an indescribable vulnerability.

He couldn't help but reach out and gently touch the scars.

Liu Shiyin trembled slightly, but did not flinch.

Huo Muchen's fingers gently traced the scars. He could feel the uneven texture, as if it were telling the story of the pain Liu Shiyin had endured. These scars were also as if they were etched into his heart, causing him great distress.

Huo Muchen's eyes were filled with anger and heartache; every word seemed to be a rage squeezed out from between his teeth, and his voice was low and firm:

"Tell me, who did this? I'll make them pay a thousand times, a million times over!"

His voice echoed in the air, filled with endless threat and murderous intent.