What's wrong with being cold-blooded in the end times? Anyone who messes with my wife will die.

"Xiao Shu——!"

"Xiao Shu! I was wrong!"

"Xiao Shu--" Fu Ying used his supernatural powers to search for Song Shu, but finally found her standing on top of a ruined building, looking up at the purple clouds rolling in the sky, her whole body soaked by the heavy rain.

Fu Ying fell behind her and was about to step forward when Song Shu turned his head. His ink-black eyes had lost their luster and his eyelashes were covered with trembling and falling water droplets.

Fu Ying saw the black dagger in her hand. Blood rushed to his body and the painful scenes deep in his memory flashed before his eyes.

She apologized frantically: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was wrong, Xiao Shu, put the knife down--"

Song Shu raised his hand, looked down at the tip of the dagger, and gestured towards his neck under Fu Ying's horrified gaze.

"Xiao Shu!" Fu Ying was almost scared to death. She rushed forward subconsciously, but stopped in pain and stretched out her hands forward fearfully.

"I was wrong! I shouldn't have kept it from you, I was really wrong! You can vent your anger however you want, you can do whatever you want to me! Put down the knife!!" she begged, "I was wrong--"

Needle-like thin raindrops fell to the ground. Song Shu looked quietly at Fu Ying's desperate face, turned the dagger in his hand around and handed it to her.

Fu Ying stared at her blankly for a second, then walked over with trepidation and took it.

"Xiao Shu, as long as you forgive me, I——"

Song Shu stretched out his hand, and the gold ring washed by the rain was still flashing a faint light.

"Cut it off," she said, "or I'll do it myself."

Fu Ying's eyes went dark and she almost couldn't breathe. The dagger she took slipped from her palm and fell into the wet dust on the ground.

"No!" she said sadly, "Xiao Shu, don't--"

"Don't want to cut it?" Song Shu said, "Then I'll do it myself."

"Cut mine!" Fu Ying tightly grasped her wrist, and the drifting black mist turned into a sharp crescent blade, "Cut mine, please, if you want to vent, come to me, don't hurt yourself——"

"Don't hurt yourself—"

Fu Ying stared straight at Song Shu, stretched out her right hand, and used the crescent blade to cut off her fingers - a purple barrier blocked the back of her hand, separating the crescent blade.

Song Shu looked at Fu Ying's suddenly happy eyes and looked away.

"It's okay if we don't cut it," she said. "Let's separate for a while."

After saying this, regardless of how surprised Fu Ying was, Song Shu pulled out his hand and planned to take off the gold ring.

"I love you." Fu Ying said, her whole body was wet. She was taken by a wave of madness and lost her rationality. "I love you, I only love you. We are married and cannot be separated! If you take it off, I will die now!"

"Is there any need to continue?" Song Shu said, "You never came here for me."

"Rebirth was not my original intention! I even suspected that my rebirth was also controlled! I am also a pawn!" Fu Ying said, "But I am glad that I was reborn, because I met you. No matter what happened in the previous life, it doesn't matter anymore!"

"Very important." Song Shu held the cold gold ring and said softly, "She must have loved you very much to save you. You also like her, so you remember this kindness and always remember her, that's why you came to me."

"But I've already realized that you're different from her." Fu Ying reached out to touch her wet cheek, her voice filled with tenderness and affection, "I like you. I like you who were so innocent from the beginning, you who turned your sword against me for others, and you who were willing to approach me and accept me."

"You said you don't like to think of your past life and present life as one person. I have never really connected you with Song Shu in your past life." She murmured, "I would be moved by you, but not by her at that time. I would be jealous because you were with other people, and she... maybe she had a lover at that time, so she wouldn't have any feelings for me."

Song Shu closed his eyes: "Let me go, you are just lying to me when you say this now."

"I won't lie to you. I'm a very selfish person." Fu Ying said, "Only you, only you. If I lie to you, then I should just use your trust as I did in my previous life. Why should I risk my whole life to love you?"

As she spoke, she bit off a piece of flesh from the inside of her right wrist in front of Song Shu, and blood from the artery gushed out.

Fu Ying deliberately moved her hand to the side to prevent the blood from splattering on Song Shu.

"Why do I have to sacrifice my own body over and over again to save you? Why do I feel so painful when I see you dying? The hatred is almost bursting out of my body. I want to destroy the world and then kill myself."

"I love you. Even if I think of Song Shu in my previous life, I am just worried that you will follow her path and lose more. So I am with you to build this base and to protect the people you want to protect."

"Everything I do for you is out of my heart. I do this because I love you, not because you were a good leader in your previous life!"

"It doesn't matter if you don't become a leader, it doesn't matter if you don't trust others and change your personality, because you are my Xiao Shu, you are the one I love. Maybe I died too early in my previous life, maybe you are not the side I should choose to survive after my rebirth."

"But now, even if I made the wrong choice, what does it matter? I'm willing to die for you!"

Fu Ying gasped for breath, looking at Song Shu's pale face, her tone softened: "Xiao Shu, you can trust me, okay? In the future, if you want to read my mind, you can do it. If you want to get my memory, I will let you see it. I will not hide anything from you anymore."

Song Shu lowered his eyes, and raindrops slid down his nose.

She looked at Fu Ying's healing wound and moved the gold ring that had been pushed to the edge of her finger back.

"Are you curious about what I foresaw?"

"……what?"

Song Shu raised his head and looked at Fu Ying's stunned face. After thinking for a while, he decided not to say anything.

"Can you please stop me from having the thought of wanting to die?"

Fu Ying's lips were trembling, and her face looked like she was half crying and half laughing. She pulled Song Shu into her arms and kissed his forehead randomly.

The cold lips touched the equally cold forehead, and slowly gave off warmth.

"I'll just make you happy from now on, okay?"

The pitch-black dagger flowed along the accumulated water, and the blood was washed away into nothingness.

After two hours of heavy rain, the dark clouds slowly dispersed.

In the afternoon, the sky turned blue and the sunlight poured into the residential buildings, making it exceptionally quiet.