Bengtie: My death fueled their madness.

The streetlights lit up one by one, casting a halo of light that rendered the surrounding area tranquil and peaceful.

Hei Ta closed his eyes slightly, his long eyelashes trembling like butterfly wings. His tongue deftly pried open Qi Zhimu's teeth, plundering his scent without reservation.

The long-lost body temperature and familiar scent easily ignited the longing she had accumulated over three days of separation.

Qi Zhimu was initially passive, but quickly turned the tables, tightening his arms around the black tower's waist and responding enthusiastically.

Under the dim light, the two kissed passionately, oblivious to everyone else.

Occasionally, low breaths and soft hums escaped from between their lips, sounding particularly clear in the quiet street.

They only had eyes for each other.

The sweetness and affection of their passionate kiss almost melted the surrounding air.

However, in the shadows not far away, Ruan Mei, her face blank, seemed still unable to recover from the scene before her, which looked as if the sky had collapsed.

At this moment, she was completely bewildered, standing there motionless as if time had been stopped.

For her visit tonight, she unusually spent two hours meticulously preparing herself in front of the mirror.

She chose an elegant yet figure-flattering cheongsam and sprayed a specially blended perfume on the ends of her hair.

Full of anticipation, she set out with a gift, ready to knock on Qi Zhimu's door.

But no one could have imagined that the first thing they would see when they stepped out of their house was Hei Ta flying into Qi Zhimu's arms, kissing passionately and oblivious to everyone else.

Why is this happening...?

Ruan Mei's mind gradually went blank, with only a few questions echoing in her head.

Why does Amu have such a close relationship with the people from the Genius Club?

Why is this person still Black Tower?

Didn't Heita himself say that he had a very loving partner?

Several questions, like venomous snakes, relentlessly gnawed at Ruan Mei's heart.

She stood frozen in the shadows, her gaze fixed on the lovestruck couple.

Time passed second by second, and some details that were overlooked and not taken seriously were automatically pieced together in the mind like puzzle pieces.

Ruan Mei's usually calm and composed eyes began to tremble violently.

A possibility she least wanted to believe, and even feared, ruthlessly pierced through her psychological defenses.

—The lover that Hei Ta spoke of from beginning to end was Qi Zhimu!

Everything is not without trace; everything can be found with a perfectly fitting correspondence.

Ruan Mei's thoughts raced.

Qi Zhimu was just an ordinary staff member in the space station's medical department, but the station chief, Estella, treated him in a way that was completely unlike how she would treat a subordinate staff member.

Furthermore, Qi Zhimu showed a level of concern for the safety of the space station that far exceeded what is expected of someone in his position.

That's clearly something the defense department should be concerned with.

When the Duke of Netherfire attacked, Qi Zhimu immediately sought revenge and killed him with swift and decisive action.

As a medical clerk, he had absolutely no need to go to such lengths.

She hadn't thought much about why before, but now the answer was obvious.

It turns out that... the person that Grand Duke Netherfire provoked was the Black Tower.

Grand Duke of the Underworld intends to destroy the Black Tower's space station and harm its followers...

Qi Zhimu was avenging the Black Tower and doing everything he could to protect its interests.

These are all signs that he cares about Black Tower and loves Black Tower...

After figuring out all of the above, Ruan Mei felt a sudden dizziness.

Her pursed lips had somehow become clenched tightly, her teeth chipping her tender lower lip, causing bright red blood to seep out, and a sweet, metallic taste filled her mouth.

But she seemed oblivious, as if she had lost the ability to feel pain.

More fragments of memories flooded my mind.

She recalled the day she arrived at the space station, when the radiant Black Tower personally came to greet her and subsequently made what seemed at the time to be absurd requests.

"Look at you, always with that gloomy face. If fate brings you the right person, go for it. Meeting someone who's compatible with you, both physically and mentally, is truly stress-relieving and... blissful."

"I want breast augmentation, the kind with no side effects. Please don't tell me it's impossible."

"What are you looking at? I'm happy to do this so my man can eat better!"

Every word echoed in my mind, its power no less than that of a quantum energy bomb.

Heita's undisguised boasting and sweet, happy expression deeply pierced Ruan Mei's heart.

Eat better...eat better...

Gradually, these words magnified infinitely in Ruan Mei's mind, echoing repeatedly.

In other words, they had not only been living together for a long time, but had also done the most intimate things, and definitely more than once...

Whenever Ruan Mei closes her eyes, images that drive her to the brink of madness with jealousy involuntarily surface in her mind.

Imagine the proud black tower shedding its coldness beneath Qi Zhimu, transforming into a gentle, yielding spring-like warmth.

Or perhaps she'd be riding on Qi Zhimu's back, her fair skin flushed, sweat glistening on her skin...

Do not……

Do not--

Do not! ! !

Ruan Mei cried out in her heart, involuntarily clenching her fists, her pupils gradually losing their luster.

Dim and empty, like a stagnant pool.

The two people who were still kissing passionately not far away seemed to have their hair shimmering with happiness under the streetlights.

But Ruan Mei could only stand alone in the cold, dark shadows, powerless and helpless as she watched.

She prepared meticulously, yet she was no different from a clown who was cruelly kicked out of the script by reality, a comical and pathetic character.

...Heh, maybe even a clown.

It felt as if an invisible giant hand was gripping my heart and brain tightly, mercilessly crushing them on a millstone.

It hurts.

It really hurts...

The excruciating pain, like having her bones pulled out, made it almost impossible for her to breathe.

Ruan Mei opened her mouth slightly, desperately trying to absorb even a sliver of fresh oxygen, just like a dehydrated fish.

But all she could smell nearby was the sweet scent of Qi Zhimu and Heita making love.

Her student, her Amu… poured all his tenderness and passion into another woman without reservation before her very eyes.

They were sweet.

She was in pain.

They stood in the sunlight, looking so well-matched.

But she could only remain in the shadows.

I really want to rush up there...

I really want to forcefully interrupt them...

I really want to throw the Black Tower into outer space and then seal Amu's lips with it...

I really want to lock Amu up...

But she can't.

Amu doesn't remember her. What reason or justification does she have for doing that?

Suppressing the urge that could drive her mad, Ruan Mei gave a sad smile, her face full of dejection.

It turns out that the retribution and price we have been paying for thousands of years ago have not yet reached their end.

The words Yu Qingtu had used to retaliate against Jing Liu pierced their hearts equally and fairly at this moment.

None of them had the biggest advantage at the starting line.

The Black Swan's prediction has come true.

In his next life, Amu will encounter different women and experience new loves and hates, but he will forget all those from his past life...

The truly heart-wrenching reality eventually comes knocking.

But... but...

Ruan Mei murmured silently

…I was here first.