The indifference in her eyes broke Ion Xuan's heart, and an indescribable pain bloomed in the bottom of his heart.

In her eyes, Ixuan saw the distance between them.

In this instant, Purple Night pushed him thousands of miles away, and resolutely locked his heart.

She simply didn't want to give her a chance to explain.

"I know you're angry right now, and when you get rid of your anger, I'll definitely give you a ...... Explanation ......"

Before Ion Xuan's words were finished, Zi Ye had already lowered his eyes and passed by indifferently.

The word "explain" just drifted away in the night, drifting away with the wind.

He was suddenly alert, and grasped her fingertips, trying to hold them in the palm of his hand, but she was ruthlessly withdrawn from them.

"Please...... Don't follow me......"

The moment their fingertips separated, a tear slipped from the corner of Ziye's eyes without knowing it.

The warm tears had turned cold as her own heart as they slid down her cheeks.

Tears slid helplessly, fell to the ground, and finally shattered.

At that moment, Ziye seemed to hear the sound of her own heartbreak.

She always thought that she understood him, understood him, understood her share in his life.

But she didn't expect that when some things were completely opened, she suddenly found out and suddenly understood that she really knew very little about this man.

The mountain road under his feet became more and more rugged, and Zi Ye didn't know how he got on this mountain road.

When she finally had some consciousness in her mind, she suddenly realized that she was already on a lonely cliff.

In front of her, there is an abyss.

A bitter wind whistled up from the bottom of the cliff, messing up her hair and piercing her thin clothes.

On the edge of the cliff, a purple night dressed in red, the beauty makes people feel distressed, but the poignant makes people desperate.

She is like a red plum swaying in the wind, cold and arrogant, lonely and cold.

In the grass behind him, there was the sound of deliberate footsteps stepping on the ground.

"Are you alright?"

Zi Ye tilted his head slightly and glanced behind him indifferently, "Do you think I need comfort?" ”

"There are many reasons why people live in the world, and they can't do what they want...... He is the Son of Heaven and has an incomparably noble respect, but he also has a helpless ...... that others can't understand."

"When he fell into the abyss with me, choosing never to recover...... I thought that from now on, I would never be separated again......" A sweet and sad smile curled into Ziye's lips.

"He can choose to accompany you for a long time, which shows the weight of your heart...... Since you love each other deeply, why don't you give him a chance to explain......"

"I want results, not explanations...... Even if it is explained? Ziye sighed quietly: "After explaining, will he belong to me alone?" No...... His explanation was just to find an excuse for himself to marry Geng Yingsleeve...... His explanation was not to ask for my forgiveness, but to release the guilt in his own heart......"

With a flash of light, she suddenly looked at the man behind her: "Ling Yuhan, do you have any wine?" ”

"A little bit...... But it's not enough for you to get drunk......" Ling Yuhan slowly walked beside her and stood still, chuckling with relief: "Being drunk and numbing yourself is not the best way to heal emotional injuries......"

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