Reborn: The Gentle Young Master’s Tender Love

“A Mo...” His eyes were red as he called her name softly and tenderly.

But the sharp dagger didn’t waver in the slightest. Without hesitation, it plunged into his chest...

The glaring blood instantly stained his faded old T-shirt red.

“A Mo...”

Li Mo’s knuckles whitened with the force of her grip as the dagger sank, inch by inch, toward his heart...

“Lu Cichuan... at last, you’re the one who dies...” Her voice held a hint of vengeful satisfaction.

She pulled the dagger from his chest, and warm blood spattered across her hand...

Lu Cichuan was dead. She had killed him with her own hands.

She thought... she could finally escape this endless darkness. But she never had. Not until Sheng Huaiyu appeared.

Only then did her world begin to glow with a different kind of light and warmth...