Crimson Snow in the Second Month

“Fan Xiangbai, have you ever seen the person moving the pieces fall in love with one of them? Have you ever seen a knife wielder fall in love with their blade? Because I don’t believe it. It’s all just a game between hunter and prey. You’re only afraid things will slip out of your control,” Shan Hongyuan said, her voice full of doubt. “Shan Hongyuan, you don’t get to judge my feelings. You’ve said so much, but have you ever really tried to understand me? Do you know how hard I’ve worked to protect you? No, you know nothing. Even now, I still want to protect you, but you’re plotting against me, keeping me out of that trap and trying to make me turn against my father. Shan Hongyuan, how can you be so cruel? How can you?” Fan Xiangbai’s voice faded to a murmur, his eyes red. “Fan Xiangbai, didn’t I learn this from you? Are you happy to see me like this? Does it satisfy you?” Shan Hongyuan gave a cold laugh, then pulled out her phone and smashed it on the ground, shattering it into pieces. “Open the door. I’m leaving. The next time we meet, we’ll be enemies!”