The Canary that couldn't escape

Chapter 834: Chapter 835: Bloodstained Wedding 4

Mo Ran’s body trembled, and her gaze wavered slightly. A trace of malice flickered in Fujiwara Ize’s eyes, and Mo Ran’s momentary hesitation quickly vanished.

"I don’t want to be with you, I don’t want... You hurt me, I want revenge, I want to leave you..."

"I hurt you?" Gu Yixuan asked in disbelief.

"That’s right, you forced me, you hurt me, I... hate you..." Mo Ran couldn’t hold the gun with one hand, so she switched to holding it with both.

Gu Yixuan then realized she was talking about the past.

Skepticism flashed in his eyes, and he became much calmer, "Ranran, put down the gun, we can talk."

Mo Ran ignored him, turned to glance at the helicopter, lifted her skirt and ran over.

Gu Yixuan rushed over to grab her; she turned back and tightened her grip on the handgun, "I told you not to move!"

Everyone was stunned by this scene, Mo Yan reacted, rushed over and shouted, "Ranran, that’s Gu Yixuan! What are you doing!"

Mo Ran seemed unable to hear the others, pointed the gun at Gu Yixuan, and retreated quickly.

The man pressed his thin lips together, staring at her without blinking. He wasn’t frightened by the gun in her hand, he calmly approached her, each step firm and steady.

"Ranran, if you hate me, you can shoot me dead. But do you remember what I told you? Even if I die, I won’t let you go. Even if you shoot today, you won’t escape."

Mo Ran’s eyes flickered, her heart inexplicably aching.

Gu Yixuan continued to stare at her, his gaze deep and dark.

"Shoot." He pointed to his heart, "Shoot here, if you hit it, I’ll surely die."

No...

Mo Ran shook her head, tears slipping down her cheeks, her emotions seemed very unstable.

Gu Yixuan noticed her hesitation and continued, "Can’t bear to kill me? Don’t you hate me? Why not shoot?"

"I... want to leave..." That was the only thought in her mind.

Gu Yixuan sneered, "Leave? I’ve told you, even if I die, I won’t let you leave!"

"I want to leave..."

She retreated while muttering to herself.

A voice in her mind commanded her to shoot. But another voice, from her heart, begged her not to shoot.

Her thoughts were chaotic now, not knowing which command to follow.