While Tang Rui experienced the girl's past, the girl hacked Yan Zhihai to pieces, torturing him to death in the truest sense.
The look in the girl's eyes as she turned back toward Tang Rui was incredibly complicated.
Without a doubt, Tang Rui had experienced the girl's past, but Mixed Feelings had also let the girl experience Tang Rui's past.
She knew what Tang Rui had been through. It was hard to imagine that Tang Rui had never turned dark.
If life were splashed with ink and could never return to its pristine whiteness, some people would choose to curl up in the darkness, as though they no longer had to care about their own stains as long as everyone else was black too.
But others would pick up a brush and use that ink to paint beautiful patterns across their stained lives.
The girl and Tang Rui were two entirely different kinds of people.
As the girl looked at Tang Rui, anger gradually rose in her heart.
Why?
And the emptiness after revenge, that craving born of humiliation still far from being settled, drove her to wipe the bloodstains from her face.
She wanted to kill Tang Rui.
Wen Xishu saw all of this.
In fact, Mixed Feelings had not ended. Even Tang Rui knew the girl had developed the intent to kill her.
Naturally, Tang Rui would not sit there waiting to die, but she did not want to kill this girl either.
"Sis... even after experiencing what you went through, I still can't get rid of the hatred of not being able to take revenge myself."
"I hate you."
The girl raised her knife and advanced toward Tang Rui, step by step.
It was hard to say which of them was stronger.
As Wen Xishu understood it,