"I'm sorry!" He thought that he would not be heartbroken anymore, but looking at this girl, his heart was almost suffocated, and he hated himself very much, why did he always use her, why didn't he treat her better? Why are you such a jerk yourself? Why......

She's a stupid woman, he only remembers it clearly if he's just a little nicer to her, and he knows better than anyone what she wants. However, he kept choosing to hurt her!

Thinking back to his previous use of her, he was almost suffocated in distress, and regretted drowning him in an instant.

He Fred owes no one but her, and he owes her love, and he will never pay it back.

"......" Ye Yan pulled her lips, and in the end, did you get these three words? She looked up at the barren air in front of her, and suddenly felt that her life was so ridiculous.

From the beginning, I knew that I didn't belong to myself, but I always had to fight, I knew that he didn't love myself, but every time I heard it, I was still sad and almost suffocated, enough is enough! Enough was enough, she didn't want to go on like this.

Looking at the man, looking at his eyes full of sadness, he couldn't help but smile, but blood rushed out of her mouth.

Fred, Fred, this name that hurts every time she pronounces it, and finally, looking at his sadness, she can't help but think, he still cares about her, right? That's enough, if not love......

"Ye Yan?" Looking at the woman's godless eyes, he opened his mouth gently, as if he was afraid of scaring the woman, and seeing the change in the woman's unresponsiveness, his heart was stagnant. Cautiously reaching out to her was a simple gesture, but as the hand got closer. The greater the fear in my heart, the more stupid I felt when I felt that the tip of my nose was long gone.

With a bang, his mind went blank, and he felt like the whole world was collapsing. Even when he lost Venava before, he didn't have such pain.

"Ye Yan? Ye Yan, don't be kidding. He grabbed her hand sharply. No amount of friction could warm the cold little hand, he hugged her, and kept telling her in a panic, "You don't want to be like this." I was wrong, I shouldn't have taken advantage of you, I shouldn't have made you sad, I haven't compensated you yet. How can you die! No. Pressed against her cold forehead. Something is slipping.

He had completely forgotten his current situation, and just kept talking to the person who was no longer breathing in his arms.

"I haven't told you yet, I love you!" Fred's cries of pain swept through the space at once.

It wasn't until he lost it that he understood that he was in love with this stupid woman, and he didn't know when he loved it. It's just that I never want to face it, and I always say to myself that it's just a use.

All before for Vena Wei. It has long disappeared with falling in love with her, I don't know when it started, he has this stupid woman in his heart, who will do anything for him, whether it is good or bad, she likes it or not, she will do it for him, until he loses, he suddenly realized that he fell in love with this silly woman as early as when they met, it has nothing to do with Wei Nawei, she is just her, Ye Yan.

But it was too late! It's too late to regret it. Because he has lost her forever, this silly woman who really loves him.

The moment the Green Rose Flower King felt Ye Yan's death, a green flame directly ignited around his body, and after the green flame burned, only ashes remained in place.

It is as strong as its owner, and the moment it knows that its master is leaving, it chooses the most decisive way to leave.

Phyllis looked at this scene, and suddenly felt a little sad, the most painful thing in the world is to realize that it is her favorite when her lover leaves, but everyone knows that all this is irreparable.

Fred was punished again, losing the person he loved him, and it was not until he lost it that he realized who he loved.

He had been punished, and there was no more painful punishment than the loss of his lover's life for him, and it was more painful to live like that than to die.

With a pain in her chest, her body shook in place, and the scene in front of her was blurred.

She pulled her lips bitterly, is it time? The time that belongs to her, or is over.

Unable to hold it any longer, her figure staggered backwards, slamming to the white floor, red hair fluttering gently in the air, like sparks, returning to calm after blooming, and finally falling gently on her body.

The inky eyes quietly looked at the blurred world in front of him, and finally left quietly like this!

There seemed to be a dark figure in front of her, she stretched out her hand, trying to catch him, but in the end she still didn't catch it, the moment she fell into the dark, a drop of transparent liquid fell from the corner of her eye.

Sichar ...... I'm sorry!

……

The man in the battle looked up suddenly, looking in a certain direction with a somewhat blurred vision, is it an illusion? Why it is so important to have a feeling of losing something!

Seeing that he was distracted, he knocked him away with one palm, didn't pay much attention to it, turned around and flew in the direction where Mo Xinyue and the others left.

Now the most important thing is to bring back his Al Chan Silk, a game between these people or gods, which he no longer wants to participate in.

Maybe he was involved in it out of resentment, but since he knew that his Alis was still alive, he didn't plan to continue.

Because the most important thing has returned to him, the one he loves the most...... Younger sister!

After Sichar fell, he walked in the direction of the sense, regardless of his injuries.

The speed around him had reached its limit, but he kept picking up speed, and as he got closer and closer to the place that attracted him, he felt more and more sad and sad.

When he passed through the tattered door and looked at the figure lying quietly in the center of the messy field, he only felt his breath suffocated, and he flew in that direction regardless of it, and finally stood next to the woman.

Red dress, red hair, red, blood. It's his Phyllis's!

The woman in his memory had her eyes closed, her face was as white as paper, and the red blooming under her almost pierced his heart, and he sat weakly in front of her, reaching out to clasp her hand, and the originally warm little hand was only cold.

Is God still that cruel? He'd already gone through the pain of losing her once, and now he'd had to go through it again......

Obviously, she still appeared in front of his eyes vividly not long ago, how could this be? Why didn't he hold her at that time, he held her regardless of it, begged for her forgiveness, and no longer let go of her hand, did the ending be different? (To be continued.) )