(False Ending) No One Survives

As Fang Zhou closed his eyes, he found himself in a surreal dream.

In this cold, icy dream world, all his past girlfriends miraculously gathered together.

Each wore a pure white wedding dress, looking like celestial beings, yet exuding an unsettling aura.

In unison, they asked, “Will you marry me?” Their voices echoed like a sorrowful song in the cold wind.

Their noses were red from the cold, like winter-blooming red plums, vibrant yet tinged with melancholy.

Their eyes, once bright and captivating, now glistened with unshed tears, blurring the line between sorrow and unspoken pain.

Fang Zhou stared blankly at these familiar yet strange faces, caught in an endless dilemma.

Each woman had shared beautiful moments with him, leaving indelible marks on his heart.

But faced with their longing gazes, he felt lost at sea, unable to find his way.

After intense inner conflict, Fang Zhou made a shocking decision—he chose no one.

This answer struck everyone like a thunderbolt, especially his hopeful ex-girlfriends.

They stared in disbelief, faces filled with despair and anger.

Suddenly, the silent Qiao Sisi moved.

She slowly drew a sharp dagger from beneath her wedding dress, its gleam hinting at deadly intent.

Without hesitation, she aimed at Fang Zhou’s abdomen and plunged it in with all her might…

Scarlet blood sprayed like a fountain, staining her white dress like a blood-red flower blooming in the night, a chilling sight.

She threw her head back, laughing maniacally, her laughter piercing the sky.

Her eyes burned with madness and obsession.

Yet amidst her laughter, tears flowed uncontrollably down her beautiful, twisted face.

In a chilling, eerie tone, Qiao Sisi murmured, “Since you won’t choose me, then just die… Only then will you never leave me; only then will you be mine forever…”

Fang Zhou felt searing pain, his body collapsing into a pool of blood.

With his last strength, he turned his eyes to see Chu Xinran’s terrified, despairing face, tears falling like broken pearls.

She ran to him, desperately pressing his bleeding wound, screaming his name in fear and sorrow.

“Fang Zhou! You can’t die! What will I do if you leave? Please, hold on!”

“Qin Yun! You’re a doctor! Save him, hurry!” Chu Xinran cried, eyes pleading.

As Chu Xinran panicked, Qin Yun swiftly moved to Qiao Sisi.

With practiced ease, she snatched the dagger and stabbed Qiao Sisi’s heart with lightning speed!

Blood gushed like a fountain, splattering everywhere, but Qin Yun’s face held a serene smile.

Her obsidian eyes were filled with satisfaction.

Qin Yun softly said, “That’s how you kill instantly. Where you stabbed, he’d bleed slowly and die painfully, understand?”

Chu Xinran was frozen in terror, unable to speak.

Meanwhile, Fang Zhou, lying in blood, soon closed his eyes forever due to blood loss.

Chu Xinran trembled, checking his breath, shivering when she found none.

Her gaze fell on the dagger Qiao Sisi had pulled out, and as if possessed, she turned it on herself.

Chu Xinran giggled madly, clutching Fang Zhou’s hands, resting her head on his shoulder, whispering, “Fang Zhou, don’t be afraid, I’m coming to join you…”

Amidst the chaos, only Han Xi remained inexplicably calm and indifferent.

Throughout, she was like a detached observer, emotionless.

She even calmly called the police.

“Hello? 110? There’s been a murder here!” Her voice was as calm as a still lake, as if unaffected by the events.

After the call, Han Xi stood, walking gracefully toward Fang Zhou.

Her steps were steady and resolute, yet carried an indescribable finality.

Reaching Fang Zhou, she unhesitatingly pulled Chu Xinran away.

Then, Han Xi gently knelt, tenderly touching Fang Zhou’s cooling, pale face.

Her eyes held complex emotions, deep affection mingled with unspeakable sorrow.

“This way… you’ll always be with me…” Han Xi murmured, her tone a mix of relief and endless sadness.

Her gaze lingered on Fang Zhou’s face, as if imprinting this moment in her heart.

The surrounding noise seemed to vanish, leaving only her and Fang Zhou, immersed in a silent, sorrowful world.