was busy and too lazy to think about these things. When she got home, she was sometimes so tired that she fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow. As an artist, she often worked irregular hour...Without a Doubt, she couldn't escape his gaze. His eyes burned with intensity, piercing her like nails, scorching her almost to the point of pain. In his eyes, there was no trace of the usual calmness or smile.

Ka Ka gripped her arm tightly, as if forgetting that she was injured. His gaze was terrifyingly silent and cold. "In your eyes, I am this kind of person In your opinion, in my eyes, you are truly worthless Mo Wu Shuang, how could you say such a thing"

If it wasn't important, why would he risk his life to save her If it wasn't important, why would he willingly accept the consequences even knowing them If it wasn't important, why would he rather be misunderstood by her than explain himself

Ka Ka's hand grasped her painfully, pinching at her wound, causing a piercing pain. Wu Shuang's eyes darkened, and she instantly grew cold, "Let go of me."

He clenched his hand even tighter, his brows furrowed like blades, "You're going to break my hand."

Kaka only then reacted, slightly loosening one arm but gripping the other tightly, afraid she would leave. Wu Shuang was furious; when had he ever learned to have such a bad temper

"Wushuang took a deep breath and said, "Are you using the boss to kill with borrowed knives"

“Yes!” Kaka answered happily, looking at Wu Shuang, “This is between me and Mo Yao, Wu Shuang, we’ll handle it ourselves. Please don’t interfere, okay”

Wu Shuang really wanted to give him a curse, saying something like it's their business and she shouldn't interfere. One is Kaka, the other is the big boss, and it all started because of her. How could she not care Once a doubt arose in her heart, it was hard to get rid of. If she didn't make it clear,

kaka's words, without a doubt, only intensified the mystery surrounding Wushuang.

"Either you tell the truth, or you let go of me and don't wait for me to choose." Wushuang said coldly.

Kaka smiled faintly, his eyes clouded, "Between us, is this all we can say"

Between her and him, they never discussed business.

"What else is there left to say between us" Wushuang countered, her gaze fixed on Kaka. "I have a bad habit, you see. If I let the doubts in my heart grow unchecked, one day, I won't believe you anymore."

Perhaps Kaká would rather have this result.

Over the past few years, their relationship has been really strange. She knows it herself, let alone anyone else. She's very clear about how Kaka treats her, yet there's always a barrier between them.

If one day, they completely fell apart.

No contact with the deceased, no one else can ask themselves if she can do it. If that day really comes, sometimes she really wants to force herself to the edge of a cliff, either she dies or he dies.

Kaka was taken aback and looked at Wu Shuang with a heavy heart. He no longer trusted him

"Mo Yao and I both know you really want to teach Zhuque a lesson," Kaka said lightly.

"So what, I didn't tell you to do anything Those who have offended me, I will handle it myself. There's no need for you to get involved," Wushuang said, frowning. She didn't like this feeling of being kept in the dark either.

"And you What you did for us, regardless of our willingness, is like this Blue Heart of the Sea. You think I'd like it Unique, do you really think so Do I truly like it" Kaka asked, his voice laced with a touch of sorrow.

Wushuang's heart also stirred. That day in the hospital, Kaka said that Wushuang was more beautiful than the Blue Heart of the Sea. Was he telling the truth Did he really not like it She had always thought that he would like it.

Perhaps, he truly doesn't like it anymore.

She didn't know, she thought she understood him, but actually she didn't understand him at all.

What made the distance between them so vast Was it the ten years of unrequited love, the yearning they had suppressed and failed to express, or was it their identities, the different environments in which they grew up

How much did she still know about Kaka

Suddenly, Wushuang felt a pang of fear. If understanding were to vanish, what would remain between them She was suddenly struck by realization—all these years, she had thought this kind of relationship suited Karaka's liking. Was it possible he didn't like it at all

He didn't like this on-again, off-again dynamic with her. He disliked her coming to London sometimes, and he disliked physical contact between them even more. He only put up with it because he was afraid of hurting her feelings.

Perhaps it was guilt, perhaps it was... pity

As soon as he thought of this, Wushuang's eyes turned cold and sharp. Kaka was puzzled, but a storm raged in Wushuang's heart. Could it be that she had been wrong from the very beginning

Kaka had already rejected her a long time ago.

He said he didn't like her, and it was she who turned their relationship into this. It was always her who made the first move, and only then did he accept. Isn't it that these things weren't what he wanted at all

Her heart, as if pierced by several knives, was fiercely churning the wound, causing blood to flow horizontally and become fragmented. Her head also ached terribly. All this time, she had been self-deceived.

"Wu Shuang, what's wrong" Kaka noticed her discomfort and hurriedly asked about her condition. He thought he had hurt her and quickly let go of her. Kaka wanted to help her sit down, but Wu Shuang shook her head, stopping him.

A sense of foreboding came over him. With a look like that, he knew she was hurting deeply. In all these years, she had only shown such pain once before, and that was in front of him.

That was ten years ago.

His heart suddenly ached. Ten years ago... it had been a blink, ten years gone by so fast, he was back on New Year's Eve ten years ago, that year, the innocent Wu Shang was still laughing under fireworks, asking him if he liked her, if he wanted her.

The emotions I felt back then, a mix of joy and sadness, are still so vivid in my memory. The fireworks that night left an unforgettable mark, their brilliance and vibrancy etched forever in my mind.

That was the most beautiful fireworks display he had ever seen.

“I’ve always misunderstood you, and I’ve misunderstood the relationship between us, which is why we have this argument today, this awkwardness, this embarrassment.” Wushuang said coldly. Her spine was straight, a queen never bent her proud back, but this time...

She drove herself into a corner.

"Kaka, all these years, I haven't been able to let it go. There's something I always wanted to ask you again." Wu Shuang looked at Kaka firmly, as if wielding a sword in her hand, invincible and fearless, the bravest goddess, "Ten years ago, I told you I liked you, and you refused outright. Today, I ask you again, if until today, I Mo Wushuang still likes you, will you take me" plane and the other commanding. Gui Mian was injured, so he couldn't do anything but worry. Suzaku couldn't hear Kaka's reply and asked Qinglong what to do"What the hell do we do I'm going to level t...