Chapter 498: A Shattered Romance

n.o.body expected this sudden change in the situation. Eleven knew that Meng Lianying had feigned fainting and fired at Mo Ye because she wanted Mo Ye to kneel before her and atone for his sins. While that was something she had pondered upon for a while, she also wanted to see how much Meng Lianying loved Mo Ye. Little did she expect Meng Lianying’s love for Mo Ye to be skin-deep enough to feign fainting as she was afraid that Eleven would expose her.

While she was unwilling to get up, she knew that the truth – being told by her and by Eleven – were different should she be confronted. Meng Lianying would not allow Eleven to have her wish and rather hear Mo Ye grunt as the bullets punched into him.

Eleven, however, saw that she was unwilling to get up and decided to tell the truth. Meng Lianying could not allow it to happen and stopped feigning that she knew nothing. Hoping to gun Eleven down, she stood up and fought back.

Having taken three shots, Mo Ye could not get up from how he knelt on the ground. He could only watch the black muzzle of the gun pointed at Eleven and was in shock. He even felt Meng Lianying vicious gaze at him terrifying, and her silhouette emanated a shred of insanity.

From Mo Ye’s angle, he could only see Meng Lianying’s silhouette. Eleven broke into a cold smile as she saw the shock in his eyes and seemed to be mocking him. Mo Ye could not make out the emotions in her eyes.

It seemed to ask, ‘Who are you worried about?” Or to put it differently, ‘Is this what you are hoping for?”

As Mo Ye’s wounds burnt, he struggled in deciding whether to go over and push Meng Lianying’s gun away. He deeply knew that even though Meng Lianying may not have meant it, she would still be ultimately disadvantaged.

As Meng Lianying pulled the trigger, Ye Wei took out her gun and fired into Meng Lianying’s back almost simultaneously. There were three loud bangs on the beach as Ye Wei fired at Meng Lianying, Meng Lianying at Eleven, and Eleven into Meng Lianying’s abdomen.

A bullet hit Eleven’s elbow, another in Meng Lianying’s back, and one in Meng Lianling’s abdomen. Eleven grabbed the gun and viciously pushed Meng Lianying onto the ground. Meng Lianying stumbled and could not crawl up.

Mo Ye’s eyes burnt as he stared at Eleven viciously and in hatred. Eleven coldly laughed and turned around…

Mo Jue moved his hand, and Ye Wei stared at him sternly before blocking him.

She was stubborn and would not allow him to move.

Mo Jue looked at Ye Wei, then at Eleven’s back, then at the woman who was shot in the back and in the arm. The woman who was shot had an extremely pale face as she lost substantial volumes of blood from her non-critical injuries.

As she would never last long on the ocean – and probably die in the process – Mo Ye had everybody back away from the beach to ensure Meng Lianying’s safety.

Mo Ye and Meng Lianying were seriously wounded, and only Ye Wei and him were left. If they each took different sides, the best way was to maintain the status quo and allow Eleven to leave. If Mo Ye was not treated immediately, his legs could be crippled.

Mo Ye pondered about many things for a long time. While it was not difficult for him to avoid Ye Wei and gun down Eleven, but… Apart from Mo Ye, he was slightly afraid of how Ye Wei would take to him killing Eleven?

While that woman did not quite like him and Ye Wei, she at least did not call Ye Wei out before him and allowed him to do what he deemed fit. While she initially did not want to hurt Ye Wei, she however gave him a way out.

Would this be a good reason for him to let her off? It would not be worth his while to fall out with Ye Wei over this.

“Lianling…” Mo Ye was unable to walk and called out Meng Lianling’s name but he looked at Eleven slowly walking out of his view.

“Eleven!”

As she had left so many questions behind, she must not leave! She clearly left hints about him, but did not say them out. How could she simply leave? She must not…

At this moment, Meng Lianling – whose life hung in the line – no longer mattered. The woman in the windbreaker, and whose back he saw, only mattered. He was never this fl.u.s.tered at this juncture where she seemed about to walk out of his world.

He who had just faced down her cold gaze and her gun and did not panic the slightest, suddenly panicked…

“Little Jue, stop her. Don’t let her leave,” Meng Lianying flatly ordered. The injuries on his leg, and whether he would become a cripple did not matter. Meng Lianying’s fate seemed to not matter too.

It was of utmost importance that she did not leave.

“Brother,” Mo Jue was in a difficult spot.

“Big Boss Mo, you are sure heartless enough to further inflict hurt on her eh? What are you holding her back for? You have turned her into a non-human, and what else do you want with her?” Ye Wei mocked Big Boss Mo, arms akimbo.

Mo Ye did not seem to hear Ye Wei’s words and insistently called for Mo Jue to hold Eleven back.

She must not leave.

Mo Ye could sense that Eleven leaving this time would make them crossing paths difficult. Eleven, by then, would certainly hate him to the core and he would be unable to even draw close to her. He was no fool, and knew from today’s happenings that something was amiss.

Even he could not figure out why the two women were mortal enemies because of him. even the keen-eyed could tell that the tiff between the two women were partly because of him.

Mo Ye knew that he had not crossed paths with Eleven, save in City A. They had seen each other, and had a not particularly happy yet somewhat lively interaction on the island.

Based on how she sounded, they seemed to have known each other from long ago.

He could not recall anything, and he would definitely not forget seeing her before. Mo Ye had his doubts, and Eleven’s att.i.tude gave him the most direct answer.

They knew each other, but he had clearly forgotten whilst she had not forgotten.

She must not leave!

Mo Ye, in his stubbornness, tried to stand up but collapsed onto the ground as he could not use his legs. Mo Jue went over to support Mo Ye and Mo Ye ended up slapping Mo Jue’s hands. “I wanted you to f***ing stop her.”

Mo Jue remained silent, and Mo Ye was profusely sweating because of either the pain or the panic.

“Brother, why are you keeping her? You should know that she is different. Unless she is dead, she cannot be held back,” Mo Jue’s heart ached at Mo Ye’s injuries. He could not help but soften his tone,” Brother, forget it.”

“No, this cannot be. I still have questions for her,” Mo Ye insisted and he had no idea why Mo Ye was so insistent.

This woman not only left behind a mystery for him, but a period of humiliation. When had he, Mo Ye, knelt before somebody? When had he been so badly humiliated by a woman?

Since he would never spare somebody who had humiliated him, she could dream of escaping.

She could dream of escaping from him.

This must be it, this MUST be it. He did not want her to go, he just… Mo Ye saw Eleven board the yacht without looking back. He, in his weakness, roared and punched the beach and kicking up sand in the process.

He was enraged, and had his grievances.

Eleven turned around. As she had lost much blood, she was extremely weak and knew that her body could not hold out for much longer and possibly perish at sea. Despite that, she had to leave this place…

She had to leave this place where she was imprisoned for over ten days, this man, and the place that gave her nightmares.

She also wanted to end this dream of hers where she was head over heels in love for five years.

Five years ago, she really hoped to be able to meet him at the bridgehead and she would tell him her name and where she was from. If he was not afraid, they could be together.

She waited at the bridge for five days, but saw n.o.body. When she returned to the hut, the place was razed to the ground and there was nothing left. She was disappointed.

As she initially thought he was discovered and wounded, her heart was in a knot and she secretly searched for him for a long time in the area. She paid very close attention to news about dead asian males and missing people.

She reminisced about the time in the hut five years ago countless times – how hot-blooded he, youthful her, and tough days made it all the more worthwhile.

He was the first man, apart from those in The Top Terrorist Organization, whose embrace she could lie in and sleep without being guarded.

He was the first man… who stirred her heart.

Apart from Wei Wei, n.o.body else knew that she was searching for this man for five years to no avail but never gave up. As she was the type of person who could not draw close to people, she would remain steadfastly by their side should she draw close to them.

He was that special person, and Ye Wei once joked about how she had fallen head over heels for a person whose looks she was not certain about, and said person could have had the looks of Quasimodo. As Wei Wei was an appearance freak, she could not help but say it. What Wei Wei actually meant was how she fell for him before understanding him deeply in such a short time.

Wei Wei had said many times before, and she felt that it made sense and hence did not search for him that fervently. When she recalled, she still hoped to find him and asked him in her head.

Why did you miss the appointment back then?

She now knew why he missed the appointment – that idiot had recognized the wrong person, and a.s.sumed that the woman after her life was her. Apart from laughing at how silly she was, what else could she say?

She never dreamt that the person she had been looking for for five years was Mo Ye. Little did she expect that she had been living in another person’s schemes in the past five years.

And somebody else, in her name, enjoyed his adoration.

She could forgive a case of mistaken ident.i.ty. What she could not forgive was how he had hurt her because of that woman.

That was absolutely unforgivable.

She never had such an innocent and beautiful dream that he so brutally smashed. How could she forgive him?

Eleven coldly laughed.

Goodbye!

From now onwards, I will never secretly hurt for you, and I will not dream that we were together. The person she loved back then was dead.

It all ends here.