"Mi'er, your brother should have taught you how to play guns."

"No……"

"No? It's okay, I'll teach you."

Facing the cold trembling gun, Beitang Yaori had no nervous expression on his face, and still had a faint smile, and walked into Jiang Mi'er step by step.

"Don't come...Don't come! I don't want it!"

"Mi'er, you have to aim a little when shooting a gun. Also, don't shake your hands."

"No...don't do this...please, Beitang Yaori, don't treat me like this..."

As Beitang Yaori approached step by step, Jiang Mi'er gradually felt that some kind of deterrent force seemed to be emitting from Beitang Yaori, forcing her to pull the trigger.

However, the trembling of my shoulders made me unable to stabilize the pistol.

Feeling the back seat of the pistol hitting his wrist, Jiang Mier found that Beitang Yaori had approached her with her pistol straight against Beitang Yaori's heart, tightly next to her.

"Mi'er, do you know what the only way to get me?"

"No...no...Yaori, I beg you, don't force me!"

Jiang Mi'er shook her head, not wanting to listen to what Beitang Yaori said next. She never thought of killing her most beloved man in front of her, and she never had it!!!

Just, just...

Jiang Mi'er's hot tears moistened her eyes again. Why, why did Beitang Yaori use this method to force herself step by step?

Why……

"It's actually very simple to fully control me. Just move your fingers and press them down, and then you can control me as much as you want and get me."

"No...Yaori, don't..."

"In this way, you will never worry about seeing me with another woman, even if she is my wife."

"No……"

Looking at Jiang Mi'er's appearance, Beitang Yaori suddenly chuckled as if he had remembered something. He pressed the gun to his chest with his hand and moved it up to the center of his eyebrows.

"This is your first time playing a gun. If you don't hit it, it's safer here. In less than a second, your wish can be realized. Mi'er..."

"Yao Ri...Yao Ri..."

Why, why Beitangyao**** forced me to shoot!

"You obviously knew I didn't want to do this at all!"

Beitang Yaori's handsome face still had a light smile of relief, exactly the same as Jiang Bo's calm smile before his death.

A love that he shouldn't have had, was originally a child who was not favored when he was born in Beitang Yaori.

If it weren't for his own stubbornness, perhaps Lin Nuanxi wouldn't have experienced so much pain, even enduring amnesia and separation from life and death.

If he had left the world earlier, it would be good for everyone.

At least, in that case, Jiang Bo would not die.

"Mi'er, shoot."

"No……"

"shot……"

"No……"

"shot!"

"…"

Faced with step by step, Jiang Mi'er's hands trembled and hesitated on the trigger.

The tombstone next to it has always been so quiet, as quiet as Jiang Bo was watching it on the spot.

Jiang Mi'er gritted her teeth in a blurry way and looked at the man in front of her.

After a while of silence, Jiang Mier put down her arm.

The pistol fell from his hand tremblingly.
Chapter completed!