The Girl Saved Before Dawn

The moment the door opened... The world came to a standstill. A girl sat on the windowsill as the evening breeze swept past, her hair glimmering with faint silver light. She wiped the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand, and a crimson sheen slowly spread through her eyes. Cold and restrained, she was like a demon from hell. In an instant, every misfortune in the world seemed to gather and scatter through the room. “You will never betray her.” With those words, she leapt down. Qi Yue: “I've been waiting all this time for someone who doesn't mind that I'm a murderer.” Gu Tingyao: “Yue'er, you are my life.” At the funeral, Mo Xueyuan, just ten years old, knelt before the coffin in a black veil without shedding a single tear. She remembered only one line from the suicide note, a heartbreaking passage: “I spent my whole life burdened by money and fame. I learned to be greedy, but forgot how to love.” Ye Bai: “Even if your eyes are fixed on him, I'll spend the rest of my life protecting you.” Mo Xueyuan: “Brother Ye Bai, it's not nice to be jealous.” The late-autumn light filtered through the blinds on the top floor of a skyscraper, falling across the man's flawless, handsome features. His tall, imposing figure was as domineering as ever, like an eagle, radiating an aura that warned everyone to keep their distance. His lips parted slightly. “Woman, you're sitting on my foot.” Meng Wanjun: “You stone-faced, impotent jerk. Don't let me see you again.” Mo Ziqian: “Are you asking to die?” In the middle stood a little boy with light brown hair and fair skin. Beneath his thick eyebrows, his big eyes sparkled with life, and his blue irises held an air of mystery. He looked mixed-race. Luo Wenchuan: “Ninth Brother, wait for me!” Jennifer: “A-Luo, I love you!”