"Nian'er put down the knife, don't mess around!" Xia Mingxuan looked at the blood red, and felt a stab of pain in his heart.
I never thought that my sister would take such an extreme approach, let alone that she would be so decisive.
The little girl who used to cry even if her skin was slightly scratched, now had a cut on her neck!
Looking at Xia Mingxuan, whose face was getting paler, and then at Nishang, who was still calling his name, Xia Nian'er felt heartache in her heart.
Nishang, I hate you, I hate you, I hate you!
Why do you want to take away the only brother beside me? I hate you!
I closed my eyes slightly, feeling the tingling pain in my body pulling at the nerves, as if they were numb.
He exerted more force on his hands, letting tears drip from his chin and onto his hot blood. "Brother, do you still have to leave Nian'er? Do you still have to save her? Do you still have to... break your promise?"
?”
Pulling off the love ring from his neck, he threw it away without hesitation, not caring that the silver chain pulled the wound a little deeper, and saw the colorful light falling into the depths of the night. "You
I don’t want the gift she gave me, I think...it’s so ironic!”
"Xia Mingxuan, I hate you!"
"Nishang, I hate you!"
"If I survive, if you die, if she lives, I will kill her with my own hands!"
"Revenge for you!"
"I hate you, you lied again, you lied to me again!"
Xia Nian'er was hysterical, her eyes were full of determination that overturned everything, and the knife in her hand was stained with her hot blood.
Xia Mingxuan was heartbroken. His sister, whom he had loved for twelve years, would one day say to him, "I hate you." It was as if the knife was not on her neck, but on his heart.
However, he was selfish. He couldn't watch Nishang die in front of him. She was saying to him, "Save me, Mingxuan save me."
But Xia Nian'er was telling him, 'Either I die or she dies'.
"Nian'er, why are you forcing me like this..." Xia Mingxuan's red eyes looked at Xia Nian'er who was crying like a tearful person, his face became paler and paler, and his voice became weaker and weaker.
"I didn't force you..." Seeing Xia Mingxuan barely able to stand still, Xia Nian'er's inner strength suddenly collapsed, and she collapsed on the ground weakly. The dagger in her hand rolled down with a ping-pong, "Brother said he wouldn't leave.
Nian'er, but my brother said, brother don't Nian'er, don't Nian'er..."
She doesn't want her brother to die or leave her...
Looking at the thrown away dagger, Xia Mingxuan breathed a sigh of relief, but his body slumped down due to relaxation. Xia Nian'er quickly went over and supported him.
Looking at his almost bloodless face, she cried bitterly, "Brother, why are you lying?"
He glanced at Ni Chang's face that had regained color but was still unconscious, and stretched out his hand to touch her head with difficulty, just like he did when he was a child. In fact, Xia Mingxuan often did this before meeting Ni Chang.
A flash of red light emerged from his palm and surrounded her entire body. Xia Nian'er opened her eyes wide and looked at him blankly. Her vision was getting darker and darker, and she knew she had lost consciousness.
All she knew was that the second before she fell, she saw his mouth and said 'I'm sorry' again.
"Nishang, I only have one request, never appear in front of Nian'er, never..."