"I never wanted you to die," Bai Youwei said coldly. "And you can't die. I told you, this is your dream. Even if you jump off the building and can't get out of the dream, at most you'll just start a new cycle."
"Oh, really…" Fu Miaoxue tilted her head and spoke languidly, "Who can prove you're not lying?... if this place is the real world and I get killed believing your words, wouldn't that be stupid to spread around?"
Bai Youwei was getting a bit impatient, "Whether this is the real world or not, you're going to find out very soon! As long as you go to the dining room now, you'll discover that everything is exactly as I just described!"
"No need for that trouble." Fu Miaoxue smirked, "If it really is a dream, even if you died, it shouldn't matter, right?"
Bai Youwei froze. "What…"
Fu Miaoxue bent slightly, pulling out a gun from under the tissue box on the coffee table! She lifted her arm, and the dark barrel of the gun was aimed straight at Bai Youwei!
