Tang Sitian thought Mu Yunshen would remember her, risking his life to carry her out when she had twisted her ankle.
But she was wrong; he didn't even remember her.
Or perhaps he wasn't in his right mind back then, and the person he intended to rescue wasn't her at all. After all, his presence there was for Mo Lier in the first place.
Anyway, it no longer matters; everything is over.
The life she owed him, he wanted her to repay to Mo Lier.
Between them... all grievances and debts are settled, and neither owes the other anything anymore.
He is the one she can't have, but he will never be her love anymore.
Suddenly, a large hand hugged her slender waist. Lan Si's husky laughter whispered in her ear, "Crying... You love him that much, don't you?"
Tang Sitian stood there blankly, without even struggling. She closed her eyes slowly and lifelessly, her voice hoarse and vague, "Just kill me."
