In the scrapyard, the smell of engine oil filled the air. The woman under the moonlight had a beautiful figure and was as cold as the moon. Cold eyes were fixed on Xu Qianhua.
There was a gunshot, and a bloody hole suddenly appeared on the left side of Xu Qianhua's heart. He looked at her with a calm expression. "Are you relieved? Are you relieved... Just forgive me and come back... I love you... I love you very much..."