The woman had dark black hair and was dressed in a white gauze gown. She was lying on the ground with no face.

Her chest was constantly overflowing with bloody red color.

The woman is still alive and crying.

It seems that my heart hurts so much that I feel numb from the pain.

"Now that my heart is gone, can we give up on these things?" the man asked softly, without any emotion.

The woman on the ground didn't react at all, and the man didn't care and continued talking.

"He is like this, how could he lose the blood that already exists in his bones? Why do you believe it so stupidly, and why do you have to bruise yourself to pieces before you believe it? Why?"

"Do you know that I have been by your side since I was born, and have been like this for thousands of years. Why, why can you choose to give me up for two men? Why?"

The owner of the dark robe asked in a very low voice, which seemed to be a little unwilling, but more of a reluctance.

"Do I have to wait for thousands of years before I can come back to you?"

The voice was a little low and repressed, but it was reluctant.

The woman on the ground moved and sat up slightly. Her long black hair covered her face, so she couldn't see her appearance.
Chapter completed!