When I saved Pei Mo from the car accident.

He raised his bloodshot eyes and forcefully pushed away my hand.

A patch of red appeared on the back of my hand, and the sparks from the explosion landed on my skin, making me tremble.

Pei Mo ignored it, avoiding any physical contact with me and stood up on his own.

When he saw me following behind him, he finally turned around.

Impatiently, he gave me a shove.

"Chao Mu!"

He stood above me, looking down, and stepped on my still bleeding leg.

"Thank you for saving me once again," Pei Mo sarcastically pulled at his lips. "Do you think I would say something like that?"

Since I turned sixteen, Pei Mo has always died in various accidents.

Time and time again, I took the blows for him, countless injuries and deaths on my behalf.

Pei Mo doesn't need to know about any of this.

This time, Pei Mo was rushing to pick someone up and bring them back to the country. He didn't want me to come along, but I came secretly anyway.

I guess the person Pei Mo was picking up must be important, otherwise he wouldn't have been speeding.

Seeing me silent, Pei Mo got up uninterestedly and walked away, kicking off a burning piece of car debris.

A heavy and scorching piece of iron landed on me, and I almost immediately coughed up blood.

Pei Mo's steps paused.

Subconsciously, I jokingly said, "Don't worry, I can't die..."

Maybe it's due to the side effects of repeated cycles, but Pei Mo hates the word "death."

Whenever I mention death, he tells me to shut up, and I always awkwardly touch my nose and give him a candy as an apology.

But this time, Pei Mo turned around, his eyes filled with coldness as he grabbed my neck and pressed me forcefully onto the ground.

The candy crumbs mixed with broken glass, causing pain all over my body.

"Of course, fucking hell, you know you can't die. That's why you want to use death to torment and torture me and A Ruo, right? You're a disgusting monster. Why is it not you who's bound and threatened?"

I opened my mouth to deny it.

Pei Mo's gaze grew even colder. He took a deep breath and released his grip on me.

He drove me, who had fallen into a state of unconsciousness, back to the Pei family's house.

When I woke up, Pei Mo was sitting by my bedside, seemingly staring at the wounds on my body for a long time.

Seeing me wake up, his hand holding the small knife finally moved.