"I promise you!" Yinhua knew that her time was numbered. These **** always think about why they fell in love with Uncle Wan Yu, obviously he is a thin-hearted and abusive person, but he has no hesitation to die.

"Okay, I'll come to you tomorrow!" Wen Ling'er smiled weirdly.

Uncle Wan Yu saw Yinhua and Wen Ling'er make a deal, and he couldn't do anything about it.

"That's not Wen Ling'er!" Mo Sheng told Uncle Wan Yu that Wen Ling'er's true body had already been manipulated by others.

"She really loves you!" Mo Sheng threw another heavy punch to Uncle Wan Yu.

"I hate it! I hate it! The poignant sound shattered the window paper.

Seven points and Jinhua's similar face, a pale face, "Why do you lie to me?" Why are you lying to me? ”

Uncle Wan Yu stammered, it was the first time he had encountered this situation, but he quickly calmed down, "Yinhua, I didn't lie to you!" ”

"You're damned! You're damned! "Yinhua is close to rage" For the sake of you, I can't be reborn, and I will be robbed of my life. ”

Uncle Wan Yu took a step back, the resentment on Yinhua's body was too heavy. "Yinhua, you calm down first." He reached for the gun at his waist.

"I can't calm down, one day you are alive, I hate you one day!" Honeysuckle hair slowly spread throughout the room.

"I'm sorry, Yinhua!" Uncle Wan Yu took out his pistol and shot at Yinhua with a "touch".

With a puff of white smoke, Uncle Wan Yu drained all his strength, sat down on the ground, and stared blankly at the direction where Yinhua disappeared. ”

This is a matter between them, Mo Sheng can only protect Uncle Wan Yu, but cannot change everything that happens.

"You want me dead so much?" In the blink of an eye, Uncle Wan Yu was fixed on the wall by a force. "Do you think your gun can kill me?"

"I know I can't kill you!" Uncle Wan Yu looked directly into her gaze, "I just want you to be calm!" ”

"Huh!"

Yinhua snorted coldly, "Let's make an end!" She pinched Uncle Wan Yu's neck tightly.

Mo Sheng was just about to pull out the peachwood sword behind him, only to see Yinhua nesting on Uncle Wan Yu's shoulder, "How I wish I could hate you!" But I can't! ”

"Honeysuckle?" Uncle Wan Yu held her in his arms, she was a famous singer in Cuiqing Building at that time, and every time she performed, he would cover the whole show. He praised her, he liked to hold her, he liked her who smiled warmly like spring.

"I thought selfishly, as long as I hate and I resent, I will turn into a ghost, and even if I am wiped out, I will see you again!" Yinhua's voice grew weaker and weaker. "I want to hear you say you like me!"

"Honeysuckle." Uncle Wan Yu was just about to speak, and Yinhua's body gradually turned into light and shadow, like scattered stars, gradually drifting away with the breeze of the window, and the candle flame was shining. "I... Like you! ”

"Honeysuckle?" Jinhua was at the door, and her sister's last face was not seen after all. The green basket stood behind her, silently patting her on the shoulder.

"Gone in smoke!" Mo Sheng means far away, for such a man, he is in ashes. Since then, there has never been a woman in this world who loves Uncle Wan Yu deeply.

Uncle Wan Yu grabbed the soul that had already drifted away, and kept repeating it.

Who burned the soul, scattered the ordinary past, scattered the light and half of the moon, and scattered the infatuation of this life.

"Get up!" Jinhua's eyes were red. "Do you deserve Yinhua's desperate love for you?"

The green basket pulled the golden flower away, Uncle Wan Yu lay on the ground in prostration, the moonlight hit his body, he was very close to the window, and there were traces of the silver flower leaving.