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"Bang," a gunshot echoed across the entire desert, and Jiang Xi woke up from her dream with a start.

She gasped for air, her heart racing. Her face felt cool, and when she touched it, she realized it was wet with tears.

Sitting up in bed, she thought about the dream she'd just had, feeling as if a piece of her heart was missing.

She placed her hand over her heart, and whenever she closed her eyes, the image of the man falling replayed in her mind.

Now that she thought about it, the silhouette of that man seemed somewhat like Rong Nian's.

But she couldn't be sure, as she couldn't make out the man's face in her dream.

Yet why was she so upset?

It felt as if her heart had been violently ripped out, and the pain and sorrow made her want to cry her heart out.

Red...

His presence, it seemed, was not as simple as she had imagined. The intense hatred she felt for him in her dreams must have equaled the intense love she had for him back then.