Su Chengzhao touched my cheek painfully. His handsome face was so pale and made him look fragile, as if he would leave me at the next moment.

I felt as if a knife was being twisted in my heart. I clasped his big hand and asked, “Chengzhao, why are you so silly? Why did you do that?”

I put my head on his chest. The strong smell of his blood made me dizzy.

Su Chengzhao stroked my face gently. Although his tone was weak, it was full of love for me, “Because I love you. I love everything about you. If Qin Mochen dies, I don’t think you can... live well either.

He looked at me piteously, his eyes full of pain, “I want you to live well, for… me, for your family and Qin Mochen. He loves you. Everything he did to you… was...”

Before he could finish his words, he couldn’t stop coughing. The red blood flowed out from his mouth constantly, and his face became more and more pale.

I covered his mouth and didn’t allow him to speak. But he grabbed my hand and smiled happily with satisfaction. His eyes were full of hope, “Yufei, have you ever… loved me?”

I could feel the strength when he held my hand and could see the longing and hope in his eyes.

Tears blurred my eyes so much so that I couldn’t see his face clearly. I nodded quickly, “I love you, Su Chengzhao, I love you. The only person I love in my life is you. Please don’t leave me alone, please...”

Su Chengzhao suddenly held my neck and gave me an overbearing but gentle kiss with endless love.

I held him in pain and felt his kiss. I knew better than anyone that this was a momentary recovery of consciousness just before his death.

Su Chengzhao rubbed my neck and kissed me hard. Finally, he released me and looked at me weakly with a desperate tone, “Yufei, I can’t bear to part with you. I want to kiss you like this until the end of my life.”

He smiled. It was deeply engraved in my mind forever.

His hand on my neck slipped feebly, and he collapsed in my arms. As he closed his eyes, I clearly heard his last words, “It is worth hearing you say you love me...”

“No! Chengzhao, please wake up! Please!” I shook his body and slumped on the ground. I tightly held Su Chengzhao and didn’t let him go.

I had first met him five years ago, and I still remembered his young face then. He had smiled at me and told me that he wanted to be my friend. When I got in trouble three years ago, he showed up and offered to share my pain and tide me over. But now, he was gone forever.

Why did everyone who loved me all had bad endings?

Why did all those who love me had to take the blame for me?

What on earth did they do wrong?

I lay on the side of Su Chengzhao. Suddenly, a shrill alarm sounded outside, but it was so ironic.

I looked at Qin Mochen stand up, his expression serious and calm. The blood on his body didn’t affect his powerful aura at all.

He walked toward Mo Yulin with a murderous look. At the moment, Mo Yulin was trembling with fear and racked by remorse. Meanwhile, Qin Mochen was cold and heartless. All these scenes were deeply engraved in my mind.

I found that Mo Yulin picked up the gun and wanted to shoot me, but Qin Mochen quickly grabbed the gun and restrained her.

I was just like a living dead lying beside Su Chengzhao, my heart filled with grief.

Why wasn’t I the one who died?

Maybe Mo Yulin was right. She said everything would be fine if I died.

“Qin Mochen, go to hell!” Suddenly Murong Shuo roared in a shrill voice. My heart trembled and I saw that he was pointing his gun towards Qin Mochen when I turned back.

“No!” I cried with my eyes red. I wanted to rush to embrace Qin Mochen, but I was still too late.

I watched helplessly as the bullet hit Qin Mochen’s chest, but even though he was shot, he still gave me a comforting smile.

I felt my heart was so painful as if it was torn to shreds, and I shook my head painfully. The sound of gunfire immediately rang out again, and it was so close to me. The bullet glanced off my ear and shot into the body of Qin Mochen again.

I sat on the ground stiffly and looked at Qin Mochen’s expression change from painful to lifeless.

“No… Mochen, don’t die, don’t...” I wanted to climb over and take a bullet for him.

As the gunfire ended, the police broke in. They killed Murong Shuo who wanted to shoot again.

Sitting on the ground, Mo Yufei’s face turned pale. Then she was subdued by the police. Everything was settled.