Limited Time Hidden Marriage

The old man smiled contemptuously, "What qualifications do you have to negotiate terms with me now? Listen, there is no sound in the video. Wen Churan has no strength to call for help. Do you still want to hesitate any longer?!"

Sheng Shimo watched the video. Wen Churan fell to the ground and opened his mouth desperately, but couldn't make a sound.

In the silence, death came quietly. Sheng Shimo felt as if his heart was being held in one hand, being ruthlessly torn and torn.

She was so close, but he couldn't save her.

Seeing Wen Churan's facial features distorted by pain and the despair in her eyes, Sheng Shimo felt deeply powerless for the first time, and felt that his life was meaningless for the first time.

Because he can't even protect the one he loves most.

"Even if she doesn't die this time, she will definitely die in the future. As long as the curse is still there, she can't escape this fate."

Yes, she can't escape this fate.

Even if you don't die this time, there will be a next time, and the next time.

And he was powerless in the face of her death.

The only thing that can be done now is to exchange one life for another.

She has no obligation to pay the price for their love from generation to generation.

So what if he died for her in this life? !

Thinking of this, Sheng Shimo actually smiled, and then... he slowly put down the gun in his hand.

Even when he saw a gun appear in the old man's hand out of thin air, even when he saw him pulling the trigger and seeing bullets flying towards him at a speed of seconds, the smile on Sheng Shimo's lips remained.

He had never faced death with such calmness as at this moment.

As long as he thought that his death would bring Wen Churan's life, he even...even looked forward to death a little bit.

With a pop, the bullet penetrated the flesh and embedded itself in the heart, leaving only a hole in the chest from which warm blood was pouring out.

Sheng Shimo only felt that his body suddenly felt heavy, so heavy that he could not support it. After falling hard to the ground, he could no longer get up.

He could only lie quietly on the ground, the coldness of the floor penetrating his limbs and stiffening his body.

Watching the old man turn into a wisp of smoke in the moonlight, watching the dark clouds rolling outside the window, the moonlight gradually dissipating, this is like a precursor to the impending death.

Sheng Shimo felt that his thoughts were getting more and more confused and his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier.

The moment he closed his eyes, he was not afraid of death.

Just have some worries.

He was worried that if he died, he would no longer be able to stay with Wen Churan and protect her.

But there is also a hint of joy.

She was happy that she finally no longer had to suffer the torment of fate, and could live a healthy and happy life without any worries.

That's great…

Sheng Shimo struggled to open his eyes for the last time. In his hazy vision, he seemed to see a slender figure in the darkness.

Wearing her favorite floral dress, her seaweed-like long hair flutters, her eyes narrow when she smiles, and her eyebrows are as curved as the bright moon.

This is the woman he deserves to love with his life.

The corners of Sheng Shimo's mouth unconsciously raised, and he gave a doting smile to the curtains blown by the wind in the study room.

I hope that in the next life, someone will appear and tell him all the truth.

Then in the next life, he will definitely choose to die for her without hesitation.

I hope that in the next life...