She and he both wore the same cross necklace around their necks. She liked him just because when she first saw him as a child, the 'V' shape on the chest of his clothes had the same cross as hers. It also shone strangely in the sunlight during the day, and she also felt unbearable stomach pain in the dark space.
Four years ago, the boy she fell in love with at first sight, Saye, was severely hurt by her because of her own opinions. The nightmare seemed to be real, and the cold words were like a sharp knife piercing her heart.
——I hate you, Shang Xiyue!
Four years later, when she waved angrily and slapped Han Yanni back, like a bolt from the blue, he appeared in front of her without warning and intercepted her hand. Purple eyes shot at her with cold and mocking revenge, and the air quickly condensed into dazzling sharp knives, cruelly stabbing into her chest, just because of a word.
——Shang Xiyue, you will not get happiness~!