Chapter 662

She lowered her head and stroked the diamond ring of her ring finger. This is the beautiful heart-shaped diamond ring that Xi fenghan put on for her on the platform. It represents eternal love.

Yang YunRuo remembers that on that afternoon, when she told Cheng Liyue about her last wish, her mother was surprised to tell her that the presidential palace had released a piece of good news about their marriage.

Just today, and today, she really became his bride, holding his arm and drinking to all the guests.

However, when she chatted with her mother afterwards, she knew that Xi fenghan had gone upstairs when she was chatting with Cheng Liyue. She thought that her wish must have been heard by him.

That's why he held this wedding for her. This is his duty to her. As a president and a man, he once told the world that he would marry him, and he did.

The man did what he promised.

Yang YunRuo went to her dressing table. Under the soft yellow light, she was dressed in a white wedding dress. Her face reflected in the mirror was also beautiful.

This is the most beautiful moment in her life, and also the happiest time for her.

She wants to keep her life at this moment forever.

From her handbag, she took out a pink signature paper and a prepared one. She leaned down and began to write something on the paper.

While writing, tears fell on the paper. After writing, she took a deep breath and gently took off the diamond ring of her finger and pressed it on the letter paper.

Then, she looked at herself in the mirror and looked at herself in the mirror for a while. She had a pair of scissors in her hand. She gently scratched her left wrist, which was still wearing gloves

The gurgling blood, like a water halter, flowed down from her slender wrist and dyed her white wedding dress into a red and festive haze. Yang YunRuo didn't seem to feel the pain. She looked at her beautiful face in the mirror and bent her lips with a smile.

"Fenghan, thank you for giving me everything I want most, and next, I will give you everything you want Go and explain to your favorite girl! I will bless you in the spring With that, Yang yunruoxian gently sleeps on the dresser. Xi fenghan's figure comes in the corridor with bright lights. The maids who pass by him look at him with a kind of blessing eyes. At the same time, looking at the tall and handsome Mr. President, they envy his wife who is waiting in his room and accompanying him through the wedding night.

"Is she in the room?" Xi fenghan asked two maids guarding at the door.

"Yes, Madame, she hasn't come out since you sent her into the room."

"You can leave." Xi fenghan gave them a low order.

The two maids, who are still young, look at each other and smile, disappear from the corridor beside them. There is only a newly married couple here tonight. Naturally, there is no need for extra people here.

Xi fenghan gently knocked on the door, "YunRuo, it's me."

Without any response from the inside, Xi fenghan reaches out his hand and gently pushes open the unlocked door. As soon as the door opens, Xi fenghan doesn't see Yang YunRuo on the bed. He steps past the bed and instantly sees Yang YunRuo on the dressing table.

Xi fenghan looked at the girl who was sleeping on the table. He thought she was asleep. He immediately twisted his eyebrow and called her, "YunRuo?" Xi fenghan pats her. The temperature of her tentacles is not the normal body temperature, but the cold abnormality. Xi fenghan sees something dazzling in his eyes at the moment. He lowers his head and sees Yang YunRuo's hand under the table, where the blood has already dyed her wedding dress skirt red, and is still on the white floor

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Xi Feng cold hissing pain call a, "if cloud!" He stretched out his hand, Yang YunRuo's body rigidly leaned into his arms, and the paper under her head suddenly appeared in his eyes.

He knew that the woman in his arms had already lost her vital signs, and she had already left.

Xi fenghan quickly grasped the pink letter paper, and saw the beautiful font on it. "Feng Han, maybe when you see this piece of paper, I have left. I'm sorry, meeting you is the happiest thing in my life. Thank you for giving me a meaningful wedding and making me your wife. I'm so happy. I'm gone. I want to leave the world in the most beautiful way. I want to tell my parents that I love them and I'm sorry for them People who love me, I can't say goodbye to them. Would you please refrigerate my body for three months before burying it? I don't want to see you after the wedding. I want to enjoy being your wife for another three months in the underground, and

, go and explain to your favorite girl! She's beautiful. You're the perfect couple. I It's just a passer-by in your life. I'll never see you again. Yang YunRuo, who loves you

Xi fenghan after reading this paragraph, his eyes have long been red, his inner pain, has no way to use language to describe.

He dials Zhan Xiyang's phone and asks him to bring his mother and Yang's parents over immediately.

Today's wedding, in addition to the full enjoyment of the guests, the two families who attended originally took part with a kind of forced smile and a heavy heart.When Zhan Xiyang asked them to come to the wedding room, they seemed to have a premonition until they came into the ward and saw Yang YunRuo, who seemed to be asleep on the wedding bed, and the red cut on her wrist, which was flat on her chest.

Mrs. Yang was in a coma on the spot. Master Yang held his wife in his arms and sobbed. Mrs. Xi covered her mouth and her eyes were blurred by tears. Zhan Xiyang held her and watched the scene in silence.

After reading his daughter's last wish, Yang's father calmly said to Xi fenghan, "fenghan, let's follow YunRuo's meaning! I'm not in mourning. Three months later, I'll announce her illness and give the world an account. "

"It's my fault! I didn't take care of her. I didn't stay with her all the time. " Xi Feng cold remorse of mercilessly beat on the wall.

"No, I can see that tonight is the happiest day in YunRuo's life. You let her go willingly and contentedly. You have done your best. You don't have to blame yourself." With that, Yang's father fell into a low cry of grief again.

This room is full of joy, but it is full of grief.

That night, Yang YunRuo's body was transported out of the wedding room and put into a cold crystal coffin. She was wearing the most beautiful wedding dress, with a veil on her face and a bunch of roses on her chest. She seemed to be sleeping peacefully. The wedding is still being reported all over the country, and the joy permeates the sky of the whole country.