Chapter 5 Blood and Tears

"Even, everything you have becomes mine, I took everything from you, you have nothing, everything is mine. How good, everything you have is mine, you really lost a lot. You have become the number one fool in this world, you know? What's more sad is that I don't love you, and I don't care about everything about you. So you gave it for nothing, I won't want it, I don't care... ...Did you hear, I don't care! You can take it back quickly, take it back right away, I really don't care. I beg you, take it all back, okay? Ah, ah—"

In the end, she cried out hysterically, and Mo Yun couldn't bear it any longer and fell to her knees on the ground.

She tightly clutched her aching heart, and her throat felt as if it was blocked by something, making her unable to breathe, and the pain seemed to be really ripped apart.

The file has fallen to the ground.

Mo Yun put his hands on his chest, lowered his head with a terrifying expression, and pressed against the tombstone in front of him.

She was no longer hysterical, and she no longer moved, just leaned there quietly.

The wind blew slowly, and clusters of white daisies swayed slightly. The sky is still so blue, and the clouds are still so white.

everything is so beautiful...

But a drop of bright red blood suddenly fell on the white petals.

Then one drop, another drop.

When Mo Yun was 25 years old, she unfortunately died suddenly because of myocardial colic. When people found her, they saw two lines of shocking blood and tears on her cheeks.

The only thing that was puzzling was that there seemed to be a relieved smile on the corner of her mouth.

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Mo Yun didn't die, she opened her eyes again, and she found herself lying in a dark and uninhabited alley.

Below him is a damp and cold bluestone slab.

The air was filled with the smell of damp mold, and the smell of alcohol, and if there was nothing... the smell of blood.

Such a scene, such a feeling, seems familiar.

A man with a smelly body suddenly overwhelmed her. When his disgusting hands touched her, Mo Yun had already started to struggle in a conditioned reflex.

But under the influence of alcohol, her body was a little weak, but the tramp on her body was extremely powerful.

Mo Yun's mind was blank, and he only struggled subconsciously. There was a voice in his mind telling her that death would not let him succeed.

"Clap—" A sudden slap slapped her face fiercely. Her resistance aroused the dissatisfaction of the homeless.

The foul-mouthed man cursed, and his rough hands squeezed her fragile neck.

Mo Yun's resistance began to weaken, but her eyes widened in shock.

Because she remembered that such a scene appeared exactly the same many years ago...

"Go away!" Suddenly, a low voice rang out.

In this dark and uninhabited alley, this voice can be described as abrupt and frightening. The tramp did not expect that there was still a person hidden in the dark, his whole body was stiff, and he subconsciously stopped the movements in his hands.

As for Mo Yun, when he heard this familiar, yet unreal voice, his heart clenched violently.

"Who, where is who?" The homeless man let go of Mo Yun, with a fierce look in his eyes, and walked cautiously towards the dark place ahead.

Mo Yun propped up her body and stared at the place with her eyes fixed, she couldn't see the person in the dark.

But she smelled the faint breath on his body, mixed with some blood.