When a woman's feelings are extremely hurt by a man, she will choose revenge without hesitation. And when a woman regains her sense, she will turn this hatred into sweet happiness.
Meng Ji is such a woman now.
She further sacrificed her thirty years of youth for Qian Jue.
"Qianjue, do you know that you have caused me pain for thirty years... thirty years? However, I will make you pay a painful price and let you know how painful it is to betray me."
"But you were so cruel to me. You ruined my best memories. You ruined all my beautiful fantasies about love. I hate you, I hate you..."
In thirty years, she gave thirty years of youth and freedom.
Thirty years, as many thirty years as there can be in a person's life, she gave up everything she held most precious for this love.
But what about the final outcome?
But it was Xu Qianjue's cold blood that deceived her. Xu Qianjue always treated her as a pawn.
Qianjue continued to lie on the ground, his breathing getting weaker and weaker, his eyelids getting heavier and heavier, and his consciousness began to blur.
Meng Ji looked at Xu Qianjue and shook her head gently: "You have always regarded others as your chess pieces, but today your chess pieces have become your masters. You should be very angry, right?"
She chanted a few spells towards Xu Qianjue, and a golden light emerged from Xu Qianjue's seal hall.
Her face was pale, not because of injury, but because of intense hatred. The light in her eyes was cold and firm, reflecting the deep pain and endless hatred after being betrayed.
She spoke slowly, with a hint of sarcasm in her voice: "You think you control everything, but you don't know that you have become someone else's pawn. I will repay you for everything you have done to me."
She gently slid her fingers across Xu Qianjue's eyebrows and recited a spell.
A golden light emerged from Xu Qianjue's Yintang, as if something was awakening.
The corners of Meng Ji's lips curled up slightly, and she said coldly: "From now on, your life and death are under my control."
The golden light gradually dissipated, and Xu Qianjue's breathing stopped.
Meng Ji stood up slowly and looked at Xu Qianjue who fell on the ground, with a trace of complicated emotions flashing in her eyes. She knew that this man had completely disappeared. She smiled faintly, turned and left.
After Meng Ji left, she came to a quiet valley. The birds are singing, the flowers are fragrant, and the streams are gurgling, which is in sharp contrast to her past life. She sat on a stone by the stream, looking at the gurgling water with a lot of thoughts.
Her heart was filled with endless pain and hatred, and these emotions were like scars, deeply engraved in her heart.
In the quiet valley, she felt unprecedented peace and freedom. There is no hatred, no deception, just the beauty and tranquility of nature.
She closed her eyes and let the breeze blow on her cheeks. Listening to the gurgling sound of the stream, she seemed to hear the heartbeat of nature. A warm current surged in her heart, which was love for life and hope for the future. She knew that although her past life had brought her endless pain, she still had a future and hope.
She stood up slowly and took a deep breath of fresh air, as if she was spitting out all the hatred and pain in her heart. She looked at the mountains in the distance, her heart full of longing and hope.
She began to walk slowly along the stream, taking each step firmly and powerfully. The sound of gurgling water, accompanying her steps, seemed to be a hymn to nature. She closed her eyes and let the breeze blow on her cheek, feeling the breath of nature.
She seemed to hear the whisper of the wind, the singing of the stream, and the breathing of nature. At this moment, she felt that she was one with nature, and all the pain and hatred disappeared.
Meng Ji waved her sleeves, and a powerful wave of energy spread in the air. With her movements, Xu Qianjue's figure gradually became clear from illusion. He was pulled by an invisible force and slowly appeared in front of her.
His face was pale and his body was weak, like fragile porcelain. Meng Ji looked at him coldly, and then a touch of sadness appeared in her eyes.
She slowly reached out her hand and gently stroked Xu Qianjue's cheek. Her fingers were cold, as if she were touching cold stone. Xu Qianjue's body trembled slightly, and he opened his eyes weakly, as if he was suffering endless pain.
The sadness in Meng Ji's eyes was even worse, and she spoke softly: "Do you know? I once loved you deeply, so much that I could give up everything for you. But you treated me as a pawn and made me suffer for thirty years. pain of."
Her fingers slid down Xu Qianjue's cheek and stayed on his throat, stroking gently.
Xu Qianjue's mind came to mind
His past with Meng Ji, those once sweet times unfolded before his eyes like a torn scroll. He saw Meng Ji's bright smile and pure love when they first met. At that time, she only had him in her eyes, and she was the only one in his world.
But now, there was only endless hatred and indifference in her eyes, and the guilt and pain in his heart seemed to drown him.
Xu Qianjue opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he only felt a bitterness in his throat.
His eyes were filled with tears, and the regret in his heart surged like a tidal wave.
He stretched out his trembling hand, trying to grab Meng Ji's hand, but his hand passed through her fingers and could not be touched.
Those memories suddenly came to my mind like a tide...
