"Zhiye... What are you doing?"

I didn't react until I felt a hot pain and saw blood rushing into my vision. Weaving Night was holding a sharp fruit knife with red liquid stains on it. It was then that I realized I had been cut by the knife.

My face was filled with shock and an indescribable suffocating feeling. The cut was not severe, nor was it a fatal injury, but this state was gradually consuming my vitality.

"Jerry... I don't want it to be like this... I really don't want it to be like this."

Weaving Night slowly approached me, murmuring in pain.

I instinctively moved back, sensing the danger.

"Jerry, I'll kill you first, and then I'll take my own life. That way, we can be together."

"Weaving Night, calm down. Even if you do this, it won't change anything."

I tried to persuade Weaving Night.

"Isn't love supposed to be mutual? If one person is unilaterally in love, the two of them won't be happy together."

"Do we have to be lovers? Can't we be friends... Can't we?"

Weaving Night, as if disconnected from the outside world, slowly approached me like a killing machine.

"It's no good... Can't it work? Do I have to die like this?"

"Yujie, Yujie... What happened?"

"Yuxi, open the door quickly. Weaving Night wants to kill me."

Perhaps due to the suddenness of the accident, my brain was not functioning normally. I even forgot that there was an escape door.

I made a desperate dash towards the iron door, gripping the handle and pulling. The door only trembled slightly but showed no signs of opening.

"The door won't open, Yuxi!" I cried anxiously.

"... Is that so? Can't even open a door, you idiot..."

Su Yuqian said carelessly.

"It's an emergency. Can you please take it seriously?"

I was sweating profusely from anxiety.

"I am serious. Am I not trying to open it? You idiot! Huh? It won't open... Yujie."

Su Yuqian pulled hard, but the door still didn't budge. How could this be?

I looked at the iron door and noticed that it was deformed, and the lock was broken.

"What should we do, Yujie..."

"I don't know what to do. The door is deformed, and it can't be opened."

A fog of despair enveloped me. I felt that there was no way to escape, and I could only kneel down on the ground.

"You idiot, how can you give up like this? I... I haven't become your wife yet."

"Huh?!"

"Anyway, you buy some time... I... I'll figure something out."

In this emergency, I could only trust Su Yuqian. I stood up again, ready to face Weaving Night.

"Jerry... Why are you trying to escape? Aren't you willing to die together?"

Weaving Night stared at me, and a drop of sweat slid down my face. How should I change the situation now?

My gaze focused on the fruit knife in Weaving Night's hand. As long as I could snatch it away, Weaving Night would no longer pose a threat to me.

"Don't do this foolish behavior anymore, Weaving Night... I..."

I slowly approached her.

"I've thought it through. Let's be together, let's live together and have our own children."

"Jerry..." Weaving Night was clearly wavering. Although I used these dirty tricks again, I'm sorry, I couldn't think of any other way.

There was only one step left between Weaving Night and me. I focused all my attention on that fruit knife. Just as I was about to grab it, Weaving Night cut me on the chest.

Although there was clothing as a defense, the cold blade still cut through my skin.

"It hurts..."

"Jerry... Why did you deceive me? Do you want to take the knife from my hand?"

Facing Weaving Night's question, I didn't evade, because my plan had already failed. "Yes..." I replied.

"I actually believed you earlier..."

Weaving Night's emotions gradually became agitated.

"I just hope you won't be so stubborn and stop doing such foolish things."

"You don't understand anything... You will never understand my heart."

Weaving Night, completely desperate, rushed towards me. I wanted to dodge, but the wound was so painful that I couldn't move. I could only watch as the tip of the knife stabbed towards me. It seemed that death was unavoidable.

I looked desperately at the sky as goose feather-like snowflakes fell. I wondered what I had done wrong and how I could save both myself and Zhiye. If we didn't know each other or if I couldn't fulfill Zhiye's request, which was definitely impossible, it would be irreversible. So, I accepted the consequence of death, closed my eyes, and the world seemed quiet at that moment. I only heard the sound of air flowing. Time seemed to have stopped. After a while, when I opened my eyes, I saw the tip of a knife pressing against my heart, and Zhiye was already in tears.