In the death jungle of E Country, two ghostly petite figures swiftly moved through the woods.
The woman ahead, with a cold look on her face, softly pulled out a silenced pistol from behind her waist.
In the next second, the icy bullet cut through the bone-chilling wind, striking precisely in the center of the woman in front's heart. The woman grunted softly, her body heavily tumbling forward.
"Why?"
With her hand pressed against her chest, already soaked in blood, the woman struggled to prop herself up, looking at the person in front of her who usually had a gentle smile but now only held a bone-chilling coldness in her face, her eyes showing a sliver of disbelief and pain; she couldn't accept that her betrayal came from the dear sister she would have given everything for.
"Ling Xi, do you know? I actually really hate you." The woman looked at Ling Xi, her lips curling slightly, but her eyes filled with nothing but disgust and heart-wrenching hatred, "If it weren't for you, Anran would definitely have liked me, so if you were gone, he would definitely fall for me, he definitely would!"
Towards the end, the woman's tone was filled with chilling intent, and her gaze at Ling Xi was filled with ruthless determination.
If it wasn't to get closer to Anran, she wouldn't have bothered to become such good 'sisters' with her.
But even though she was nicer to Anran than Ling Xi and liked Anran more, why? Anran still blindly loved Ling Xi, completely oblivious to her affection;
So, she might as well make Ling Xi disappear; then, Anran would be in pain, and she could tenderly comfort him, stay by his side, and eventually, he would gradually forget Ling Xi, erase her completely, and then fall in love with her, love only her!
Whenever she thought about this, she couldn't help wanting to act, but Ling Xi was much more skilled than her, and with her status and skills, she didn't even qualify to work on missions with her, so she begged Ling Xi to let her follow and learn, otherwise, she would never find an opportunity to strike.
"So, you liked Anran?"
Ling Xi's face wore a faint self-mocking smile, her eyes slowly permeated with coldness.
So, the friend she trusted approached her with ulterior motives, even wanting her life! What a good cover-up!
Actually, she wasn't oblivious that Anran liked her, but she never felt anything for matters of the heart and didn't care; she had never imagined that this would become a reason for her murder.
Haha, how laughable, how tragic!
Seeing the self-mocking smile on Ling Xi's face, the woman slowly approached her, her eyes filled with mockery, smiling proudly, "Ling Xi, Ling Xi, to think you are the organization's prime agent, I bet you didn't expect to end up dying by the hands of someone like me, Lou Yun; haha..."
"Lou Yun, it seems you really don't understand Anran at all."
Suddenly, Ling Xi laughed, her face gleaming with delight, "You think if I died Anran would love you? Dream on; I'm waiting to see how thoroughly he'll despise you."
That stubborn Anran, if he could truly fall for someone else so easily, she wouldn't need to worry about him; if he could easily love someone else, she could truly be at ease.
So Anran, don't do anything foolish!
Also, sorry, but I can't love you!
If there's a next life, let's still be good brothers, okay?
"As someone about to die, I won't bother with you." Lou Yun, furious to the point of laughing, proudly looked at Ling Xi as her strength slowly ebbed away, "But I'll tell you, I'm definitely going to live a happy life with Anran, as for you, well, just wish us happiness."
"Is that so!" Ling Xi murmured soundlessly.
I'll wish Anran happiness, but his other half will definitely not be you.
Gradually, Ling Xi began to close her eyes.
In the next life, she really didn't want to live such a weary life again! She would live recklessly, living solely for herself.
In the moment her eyes closed, Ling Xi thought she saw, through the haze, the figure of Anran, looking so rushed; it's just a pity that her eyes would now close forever, never to open again.
Blood from her mouth slowly trickled down her chin and neck, gradually staining the Deep Sea Tear she wore; unnoticed by anyone, that Deep Sea Tear, in those mere moments, completely devoured the blood and then disappeared without a trace.