Forced Love: The Villainous Female Supporting Character is Kissed and Cried by the Yandere Villain

When the ambulance arrived.

The two were already far away from the car on the road when Xu Wuning and passersby rescued Lu Jingci to prevent any further accidents from happening in the car.

Xu Wuning lay there, holding Lu Jingci in her arms.

The icy wind fell on her tear-streaked face, mingling with the blood.

As the medical staff approached them, Xu Wuning's eyelids gradually drooped under the extreme pain, fear, and exhaustion.

The medical staff knelt down in front of Lu Jingci.

Lu Jingci clung to his last shred of consciousness, the blood at the corner of his lips making his face appear even paler than paper. He kept muttering:

"Save Ningning first! Check if Ningning is alright! Please, save Ningning first..."

The once noble and refined man was now pleading again and again, tears and blood mingling on the ground.

The medical staff couldn't pull his hand away from Xu Wuning's. "Mr. Lu, don't worry, Miss Xu is not seriously injured. You protected her well by shielding her with your body."

"Please let go...please let go! You're badly injured, we need to save you! Please let go first!"

The medical staff all shed tears, their voices choked with sobs:

"Mr. Lu, please let go..."

No one could pry it open; he gripped it very tightly and refused to let go no matter what.

I will never let go of it in my lifetime.

He lay there amidst the endless sea of ​​blood, large tears falling onto his arm and streaming down his wrist.

He wept silently, his voice hoarse. He had no strength left, and was barely breathing, yet he kept repeating, "Please, save my Ningning, Ningning has fainted, save Ningning..."

He could no longer hear what others were saying and had lost the ability to think, but he always remembered to murmur "Ning Ning".

At this moment, this blood seemed to blend perfectly with all the scenes from the past.

In front of the statue.

The person who did not believe in gods and Buddhas bent over, prostrated himself there, trembling all over, kneeling before the gods and Buddhas, tears blurring his vision.

He kowtowed repeatedly.

His forehead was bleeding profusely from the impact; his head was broken and bleeding profusely.

He kept going, kowtowing and begging in a humble and lowly manner, blood flowing incessantly down his cheek.

Amidst the agonizing cries, endless tears mingled with blood, staining the floor.

"Please, please give Ningning back to me, please..."

He hugged his knees, his black hair disheveled, tears streaming down his face. "I'll give my life for it. I'm the one who brought misfortune to my father, mother, and wife. I shouldn't be alive. I beg you."

"Ningning, please don't leave me... Ningning."

That day, at this very moment, was also filled with such blood.

In the equipment room.

The falling shot put struck his arm, cold sweat soaked his back, and the clear sound of cracking bones mingled with his suppressed screams of pain.

He lay there, the excruciating pain making it hard to breathe, and tears welled up in his eyes.

But he still crawled forward, supporting himself with his hands, until his fingers bled and pebbles pierced his flesh.

A series of shocking bloodstains snaked across the ground, yet he continued to crawl.

He's still searching, relentlessly searching.

His gaze searched every inch of the area; he had to make sure Ningning got out safely.

"It's good that Ningning got out safely. It's good that the shot put hit me, not Ningning..."

He kept smiling, but he was trembling all over from the pain, curled up there, and large, hot tears streamed down his face.

That day, at this very moment, was also marked by such bloodshed.

At the school gate.

The boy's body was hit by the car and thrown out of the car. Blood was flowing from his head, and the ice cream he was holding, full of hope, fell onto the road.

Despite losing a lot of blood, he still thought of bringing ice cream to the alley to cheer Ningning up.

Just to make Ningning happy.

Although Ningning dislikes him and hates him, she hates him following her and being close to her, but he still wants to make Ningning happy.

But the only thing that could cheer Ningning up, the ice cream, was smashed.

The blood flowed more and more, but he stretched out his trembling hand, forcing his body forward inch by inch. His fingers had no strength left, but he still managed to grasp the broken cone.

"Ningning, don't be sad, don't cry..."

Tears streamed down his face as he kept murmuring, "I bought ice cream, I ate ice cream, Ningning, please, please be happy, okay..."

"The ice cream fell. It was my clumsy mistake. I'm so sorry... Ningning."

He looked at the alleyway in the distance, his voice breaking in the wind, and slowly closed his tearful eyes.

That day, at this very moment, was also marked by such bloodshed.

Amidst the endless sea of ​​blood, all the scenes from the past came flooding back.

"Lu Jingci loves Xu Wuning, for all eternity."

"Ningning, I didn't cry. Winter nights are cold, long, and hard to endure... but dawn will always break. I will wait patiently, waiting for a future with you."

"Ningning, when we get to the future, you have to take good care of yourself, eat and sleep on time, and love yourself, okay... But I can't bear to part with you, I really can't bear to part with you."

"Ningning is not dead. Give Ningning back to me. She is still alive... I beg you, give Ningning back to me."

"Are you unhappy? Xu Wuning, I'm the class monitor. You can tell me what's bothering you. Don't be unhappy, okay?"

"I just wanted to be your shadow, always following behind you, hiding in a corner where you couldn't see me, and that would have been enough. But God finally smiled upon me this time."

"Ningning, you said you like blue diamonds. This is something I had someone buy for me. I wanted to say that I like you. Do you like me, Ningning?"

"Ningning, look up at the fireworks... I love you so much, I'd like to give myself to you, okay?"

"I buy these rings at every auction... but I've never dared to propose, and the rings have just kept piling up."

"My name is Lu Jingci. No one is friends with me, no one likes me, my parents abandoned me... The villa door is closed. You are my first friend. Thank you for being my friend. Thank you for giving me milk and bread."

"Ningning, don't worry, Aci is very good and will definitely listen to you. Ningning, be happy every day."

"What's to the north? To the north is your most beloved. What is that? To the north is me, standing right to your north."

"Xu Wuning, I can't live without you. I beg you, please don't leave me. I really can't live without you..."

"Today is another day that Lu Jingci is super in love with Xu Wuning."

"Lu Jingci wants to be with Xu Wuning, to be together for a lifetime, forever and ever, never to be separated."

"The moonlight shines alone upon me; even if it's a dream, I'm willing to succumb to it..."

"Ningning, shall we get married?"

"So much blood, it's congealing... I don't know if I'll survive..."

Xu Wuning slowly opened her eyes again and saw Lu Jingci being treated for bleeding in the ambulance. Tears streamed down her face.

She couldn't stop crying, sobbing uncontrollably, her heart breaking, utterly devastated: "Lu Jingci, as long as you're alright, let's get married, I forgive you, let's be together forever, okay?"

"Please, please, nothing will happen to you... I beg you..."

In the years that followed, Xu Wuning would never forget that blood-soaked day.

He desperately shielded her with his body, sustaining severe injuries and bleeding profusely himself. In that life-or-death moment, he used his body to create a physical barrier, protecting her from all the shards of glass and impacts.

As always, countless times, he risked his life to protect her...

far away.

A gentle breeze blew by, and the two photos inside the car were blown out.

One of the photos is of Xu Wuning in her school uniform during her student days. Lu Jingci keeps it in his car and carries it with him wherever he goes, treating it like a treasure.

The other photo was a picture of the hotel from tonight sent by Li Chuan. Lu Jingci had drawn a happy couple on it and written five words, "Please forgive Ning Ning," full of expectation.

No one knows how much he looked forward to tonight, how much he longed to be forgiven, but now he won't see it.

The two photographs, swaying precariously, drifted down and fell into the blood on the ground, merging together...