Rewriting Fate I’ll Never Love You Again

"Whoosh Whoosh..." In the dark forest there were many lush trees, and the interlaced canopy of branches blocked the moonlight so that not even a trace of light filtered in. Amanda Yun was running headlong under the trees, quite breathless. Even though the forest was so dark that it was hard to see anything, her helplessness and panic could clearly be seen in her eyes. She snatched a backward look at the beams of light, drawing ever closer behind her from time to time. She didn't know who these people were, or why they were chasing her, or even where she was.

At this moment, the only thought in her mind was to run and to run with all her strength.

The wind roared past her ears, and her heart beat faster. The forest was like a huge black hole, swallowing her one limb at a time as she dashed headlong into the dark. She knew that somewhere ahead of her there was an abyss, but she still had to run on. Only by running could she have any chance of surviving.

Amanda Yun didn't know how long or how far she had run. She only knew that the killers were drawing near, and she was exhausted. As she stumbled along in the dark night, her body got scratched by the branches, leaving large and small cuts. She grew weak and fell to the ground, but she didn't feel any pain. She thought that maybe it was because her fear now occupied all her nerves.

The pursuing flashlights shone in her face. The strong light made her blink, and she was unable to open her eyes, so she shut them tightly against the inevitable. In this way, she would not see the gun and would not be afraid.

Indeed, the moment she closed her eyes, the fear that had so consumed her had disappeared, and it was replaced by a regret deep in her soul. She regretted that she could no longer see the person she had run from for ten years, and she regretted that she would not even have a final farewell.

She couldn't figure out how such a regret had been lodged in her heart, or why it had been buried so deeply without her knowing it. However, it seemed that there was no answer…

"Bang..."

As the gunshot rang out, Amanda sneered. It seemed that she would die with regret. That was good. At least, he could still hate the person she had been.

She closed her eyes and waited for the hot lead to end her life. But after a long moment, the expected pain did not come, and a scream rang out somewhere in the dark.

"Ah... Bang..." Gunshots and screams rose in a desperate melee. Amanda Yun's heart skipped a beat.

Who could have come to save her at this time? Who would care enough to save her? There was only one answer in her heart, but she refuted it at first. She smiled with self-mockery. "How could he come?" He wouldn't come. He had every right to hate her.

When she opened her eyes, she didn't know whether she should be surprised, shocked, or relieved; nor whether she should feel guilty, even though she didn't want to admit it. But no matter what she felt, she smiled because he was here.