Shu Zhihan and Miyue sat by the pond, their figures pulling out a long shadow in the setting sun.

The world around them seemed to stand still, save for the sound of the breeze brushing through the water and the occasional croaking of frogs.

Shu Zhihan lowered her head, clasped her knees with her hands, and had mixed feelings in her heart.

She remembered the bits and pieces of her and Mitsuki's past, those carefree laughter, those days of mutual support, and those unspeakable emotions.

Mitsuki looked at the pond quietly, his eyes deep and complex. The ripples on the surface of the water reflected the waves in his heart. He remembered Shu Zhihan's tolerance and understanding of him, the moments that gave him strength in his most difficult times.

Miyue looked at Shu Zhihan's current appearance, and her heart couldn't help but ripple.

Her bowed head and her hands clasped tightly around her knees revealed an indescribable sadness.

She remembered that she was always so strong in her daily life, smiling no matter what difficulties she encountered, but now such silence and helplessness made her feel an ominous premonition.

She approached her lightly, trying not to disturb her thoughts.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on her body, gilding her already soft face with a golden halo, and the corners of her eyes were slightly moist, as if hiding endless secrets.

Mitsuki squatted down and asked softly, "Miss, what's wrong with you?" What makes you so sad? There was tenderness and concern in her voice that she had never felt before.

Shu Zhihan shook her head lightly and did not speak. She didn't want Miyue to worry about her, no matter how deep the bitterness in her heart was, she had to bear it silently alone.

She looked up at Mitsuki's eyes full of concern, and smiled softly, trying to hide the pain in her heart.

"It's really nothing." She said softly, with a hint of tremor in her voice.

Mitsuki looked at her and didn't speak. She knew that Shu Zhihan didn't want to say it, but she still stayed by her side silently, using her presence to give her strength. She stretched out her hand and gently held Shu Zhihan's hand, conveying warmth and support.

The sun was setting and the sky was getting dark. The figures of the two gradually blurred in the night, but the companionship and warmth were always there.

"Miss, no matter what happens to you, you can tell me, and I will definitely be by your side." Miyue looked at her firmly, and her sincerity and persistence deeply touched Shu Zhihan.

Shu Zhihan held Miyue's hand tightly, and at that moment, she felt the warmth and strength that she had not seen for a long time.

She took a deep breath, trying to calm her inner turmoil. She knew that she was not alone, at least she had Mitsuki by her side.

"Thank you, Mitsuki." She said softly, "You always understand me so much and support me so much. I really, really appreciate it. ”

The two of them sat on the edge of the pond, holding hands and watching the small fish swim in the pond.

Shu Zhihan suddenly spoke, breaking the silence between the two.

She looked at Miyue with a hint of reluctance and tenderness in her eyes. "Miyue, if one day I'm gone, you must live a good life with Meng Haowu, have a few more babies, and make life lively." Her voice trembled a little, but her tone was unusually firm.

Miyue's heart trembled suddenly, and he looked at Shu Zhihan, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.

"Miss, why do you say that? Don't scare me. She held her hand tighter, as if to transfer that power to her.

Shu Zhihan smiled softly, her smile was particularly gentle in the afterglow of the setting sun.

"I just thought of it and thought it was beautiful." She paused and continued, "I hope that you and Meng Haowu can be happy and have a wonderful family. ”

Miyue looked at Shu Zhihan, and a sense of unease surged in her heart.

She knew that Shu Zhihan sometimes hid her emotions, but today she was obviously different from the past.

She could feel Shu Zhihan's sadness and reluctance, which made her feel inexplicably worried.

"Miss, if you have something to hide from me, I want you to tell me." Mitsuki said softly, with a hint of earnestness in her voice.

Shu Zhihan raised her head and looked at Miyue, her eyes were full of tenderness and apology. "Mitsuki, you're really good to me, but there are some things I really can't tell you." She said softly, "Trust me, I didn't mean to hide it from you. ”

Mitsuki looked at her and didn't speak.

She knew that Shu Zhihan was sincere, but she still couldn't hide the uneasiness in her heart. She silently stayed by Shu Zhihan's side, hoping to bring her a little comfort.

A cool breeze blew, and Shu Zhihan couldn't help but shiver.

She tightened her collar, trying to dispel the chill from her body.

The water in the pond is rippling, and the small fish swim in the water, as if they are staging a silent dance for the two of them.

The sun had completely set, and there was only a faint afterglow left in the sky.

Everything around them became quiet, except for the sound of the two of them breathing and the breeze blowing through the leaves.

Shu Zhihan held Miyue's hand tightly, trying to draw some warm strength from her.

Her heart was filled with mixed emotions, but she knew that, at least for this moment, she was not alone.

The two of them sat quietly like this, letting time pass by at their fingertips, enjoying this rare moment of tranquility.

After a while, neither of them spoke, enjoying this rare moment of tranquility.

Suddenly, Mitsuki sensed someone approaching them.

She looked up vigilantly and saw a strange man walking towards them.

He had a strange smile on his face and an ominous look in his eyes.

Miyue's heart tightened, and she held Shu Zhihan's hand tightly, ready to deal with emergencies.

She noticed that the strange man seemed to be holding a dagger in his hand, and her heart became even more uneasy.

She stared at the strange man vigilantly, ready to protect Shu Zhihan's safety at any time.

"Miss, run." After Miyue pulled Shu Zhihan up, she pushed her hard.

Shu Zhihan glanced back at Miyue in panic, only to see her standing in front of her, facing the strange man.

Shu Zhihan's heart tightened, she knew that Miyue was there to protect her.

Shu Zhihan didn't want to leave alone, she held Miyue's hand tightly, her eyes were full of determination.

"Let's go together." She said, with unmistakable determination in her voice.

The strange man was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect Shu Zhihan to have such a reaction.

There was a hint of cruelty in his eyes, but he quickly returned to his smile.

He approached the two of them step by step, the dagger in his hand glistening in the moonlight.

Mitsuki tensed her nerves and stared intently at the strange man's every move.

She tried to find an opportunity to subdue him, but the other party was unusually agile.

The sound of their breathing and heartbeat was particularly clear in the silent night, and every moment was full of tension and danger.

The surrounding scenery seemed to become blurred, and only the figure of the strange man in front of them was clearly reflected in their eyes.

Suddenly, there was a sound of breaking the air, and the strange man clutched his throat violently, his eyes were full of horror, he staggered and fell, and Mitsuki saw the opportunity and quickly pounced on him to subdue him.

It's just that just when she thought she was about to win, she felt a pain in her abdomen.

She was pushed away by the man at once.

Mitsuki stumbled a few steps, a sharp pain in her abdomen, and she looked down to find that her clothes had been cut and blood was oozing from the wound.

Her face was pale, and her body collapsed limply on the ground.

The strange man struggled to his feet, his eyes full of murderous intent, and he brandished his dagger and rushed towards Mitsuki again.

Shu Zhihan screamed in horror, she pounced on the strange man to stop her, but he pushed her away.

Her heart hung in the air, and she watched as the strange man stabbed Mitsuki.

Just as the dagger was about to stab down, Shu Zhihan hurriedly pounced and blocked Miyue's body.

The strange man was stunned by this sudden movement, and the dagger stabbed deeply into Shu Zhihan's back.

A sharp pain struck, and Shu Zhihan's eyes suddenly blurred.

But she still endured the pain, hugging the strange man tightly, trying to stop him.

Blood oozed from her wounds, staining her clothes and her heart.

At this moment, time seemed to stand still.

The firmness and determination in Shu Zhihan's eyes, and the panic and panic in the eyes of the strange man, are all frozen in this picture.

Everything around seemed to disappear, except for the sound of the two of them breathing and heartbeats echoing in the silent night.

Seeing this, a trace of panic flashed in the strange man's eyes, and he suddenly broke free from Shu Zhihan's restraints, turned around and fled.

Shu Zhihan only felt that her body was light, and she collapsed to the ground weakly.

The scene in front of her was blurring, and she tried to see clearly, but all she could see was the man's back fleeing in a panic.

Shu Zhihan knew that she couldn't support it anymore.

In a final moment, she closed her eyes and let the darkness consume her.

Her consciousness gradually blurred, but in the haze, she seemed to see Mitsuki's anxious face and heard her voice calling out to herself.

However, Shu Zhihan was no longer able to respond, and she fell into an endless darkness.

Just like that, Shu Zhihan and Miyue fell on top of each other on the edge of the pond, and the blood of the two of them flowed into the pond.

The moonlight shone on them, reflecting a poignant scene.

Shu Zhihan's clothes were stained red with blood, blending with the water of the pond, while Miyue's face was as pale as paper, and her eyes were closed, as if she had fallen into an endless dream.

The breeze blew through their hair and took away the warmth from their bodies.

Everything around them seemed to stand still, except for the sound of their breathing and heartbeat echoing in the silent night.

At this moment, their lives seem to be intertwined, experiencing the struggle of life and death together.

A gust of cold wind blew, and the two of them lay there for I don't know how long, but they were never found, and they showed no sign of coming to their senses.