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"Liu Jiang, we are done," Ling Xue said coldly. "I never want to see you again."
Ling Xue silently stood up, unwilling to listen to Liu Jiang's explanations. She knew that there was no way to salvage what had been lost. Turning away, she left Liu Jiang and Song Yuanyuan arguing behind her.
After experiencing a tumultuous wave of emotions, Ling Xue resolutely decided to reclaim her identity as Ling Yu. Anger and resentment burned within her like a raging fire, almost consuming her rationality. This intense emotion became an irresistible force, driving her to seek revenge against Liu Jiang.
Ling Yu walked with determined yet slightly heavy steps, searching for Liu Ting. When he finally found her, his eyes flickered with a complex mix of anger, confusion, and a hint of resolve. With his unique abilities, he felt like a mysterious sorcerer manipulating Liu Ting's emotions.
In that moment, impulsiveness and chaos took over. In the midst of this turmoil, they lost their reason and became entangled with each other. However, once the storm of passion subsided, Ling Yu was left with an overwhelming sense of emptiness and confusion. He stood there like a lost traveler in a desolate wilderness, unsure of where to go next. He realized clearly that he neither loved Liu Ting nor harbored any lingering feelings for Liu Jiang. The fervent emotions that once burned brightly had now scattered like ashes in the wind, disappearing without a trace.
Looking at Liu Ting's eyes filled with love and confusion, Ling Yu felt an indescribable guilt welling up inside him. That guilt weighed heavily on him like a shackle, making it hard for him to breathe.
"Liu Ting, I'm sorry. I realize I don't love you," Ling Yu said in a low voice filled with regret, as if his words came from a distant valley, carrying endless sorrow. Liu Ting's face instantly turned pale, like a canvas stripped of color. Her eyes were filled with shock and pain, the hurt piercing deep into her heart like a sharp blade.
"Why? How could you do this to me?" she asked, her voice trembling with despair and confusion.
Ling Yu sighed helplessly, his breath laden with regret and self-reproach. "I was just swept away by my emotions. I shouldn't have involved you in this; it was my mistake." His eyes were filled with guilt and remorse as if he were staring at an unforgivable sin he had committed.
Ling Yu slowly rose to his feet, each movement slow and heavy as if it required immense effort. He adjusted his clothes, remnants of the earlier chaos still clinging to them. He looked at Liu Ting, his gaze filled with guilt and regret—his eyes seemed to convey his helplessness and pain.
"I hope you can forget this and move on," he said softly yet firmly, carrying a hint of hope and blessing. After speaking, Ling Yu turned to leave. His silhouette under the sunlight appeared so lonely and resolute, like a solitary warrior walking toward an unknown battlefield.
Tears blurred Liu Ting's vision as she helplessly sat on the edge of the bed, watching Ling Yu's retreating figure. Pain surged within her like an overwhelming tide, nearly suffocating her.
She didn't know how to face this or where her future lay. All she could do was sit there helplessly as tears flowed down her cheeks.
At that moment, Ling Yu was filled with complex emotions. While entangled with Liu Ting, he seethed with resentment over how he had been toyed with by both Liu Ting and Liu Jiang.
This feeling of being treated as a plaything drove him nearly insane. Amidst this chaotic emotion, he began contemplating Mission Three.
His words turned icy as if coated in frost. "Liu Ting, do you know? I am just seeking revenge. Liu Jiang toyed with me and Ling Xue; he must pay the price." Ling Yu's voice was cold and resolute.
Liu Ting's eyes widened in disbelief and pain. "Why? Why would you do this to me? I thought we had something between us."
Ling Yu let out a cold laugh. "Something? In your world, there is only manipulation and betrayal. I am merely returning the favor."
Tears streamed down Liu Ting's face uncontrollably. "You are so cruel."
Ling Yu looked at her without an ounce of pity in his heart. "Cruel? Wasn't what you did to me cruel? I have no way out; only revenge can set me free." After saying this, Ling Yu stood up and straightened his clothes. His eyes were filled with determination and resolve as if he had made up his mind to complete Mission Three regardless of the consequences it would bring. He knew he had fallen into an inescapable vortex but felt he had no other choice.
Liu Ting's tears blurred her vision again as she sat helplessly on the edge of the bed, watching Ling Yu walk away into the distance while pain surged within her like an unrelenting tide.
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