If she is like this, even if it is such an absurd truth now, she must
Anger, suddenly pour, a little struggle, Zhao Wanxi finally disheartened to give up.
"Come on, you're right."
In the end, it's all about other people's feelings.
If you know how warm and cold you are drinking water, you can't calm down. As long as Yunzi Pei is willing, what does it matter?
On the contrary, the woman Are you really going to die?
In the end is the childhood love, or Leng junao better understand.
Zhao Wanxi and Leng junao tear all the scars and camouflage hand in hand. Leng junyang's bloody wound is once again exposed in broad daylight.
Don't keep shivering in your sweat.
It's like one of the darkest moments of his life comes back, his body curled up, humble and timid.
I don't even have the courage to look at others.
Only the tone of voice, Zhao Wanxi distinguish a half ring, finally recognized that it is a repeated request.
"Can you Can you bury me with her? Can I be buried with her after I die?
In the end, I can't afford her. If I have spirit after death, I want to say something to her Sorry... "
Buried together?
Live already dare not see, put hope after death only?
In front of the people, where there is just a hellish ghost after the return of the evil look?
At least, it was once the prince's honor. The blood of the royal family flowed in his veins. At this moment, how did he look at it? How did he feel embarrassed.
Even beggars are inferior.
Zhao Wanxi looked down at him. In her cold eyes, she gradually accumulated the color of pity.
It's just utterance, but it's extremely cruel.
"Forget it, just like you are now I'm afraid that sending you to see her will scare her
Then he raised his head and looked at the clouds in the sky gradually dispersing. He breathed in silence, like to Leng junyang and to himself.
"After many years, what she was thinking about was just an explanation. Who could have thought that it was just a misunderstanding?"
Just a misunderstanding?
"I'm afraid this explanation is..."
So feeble but true, do not know the spirit of the cloud in heaven Pei heard, how would you think?
Do you feel Not worth it?
That's all.
"Let's call it a day."
In fact, the real idea is that the burial of Leng junyang and yunzipei will pollute the pure soul.
Focusing only on the matter of joint burial, Zhao Wanxi did not notice another sensitive point in the other party's words.
After sighing, he turned around without hesitation.
Did not see at all, after listening to her heartless refusal, Leng junyang, the last light in his eyes, went out.
It is clear that people still breathe, but it seems that they are no doubt dead.
The so-called heart like death, nothing better than this.
Zhao Wanxi raised her eyes. Her eyes inadvertently fell on Leng junao's face. When she looked at him, her eagle eyes suddenly widened and she realized that something was wrong.
Just in time to turn and run, but it's too late.
There is a big mouth of black blood pouring out of Leng junyang's mouth, so much, almost exhausted his whole body, and soon drowned the decayed body.