Chapter 6: Ex-Boyfriend's Wife Comes to the Door (11)

It's an extremely ordinary girl, not a god, not a ghost.

The girl was not too tall, about one meter and six points. The skin is very fair, the eyebrows are clear, and the appearance is very pure, which is very eye-catching, but it is definitely not related to the country and the city; Her hair was jet-black with long shawl hair, she wore a white knee-length lace dress, she was thin and curvy, and wore a pair of flat sandals.

It's an approachable image of a girl.

But such a girl, who was supposed to be approachable, was full of tears and hideous pain, and she swept away the brightness of the seashore with a sorrow that no one had ever seen before or since, and made a large cloud rise on the seaside.

Yao Zhen could no longer revel in the beautiful scenery and couldn't paint with peace of mind, so he had to put it away in a hurry.

But the girl swept away the beautiful scenery of the seaside, and her sad sobs thinned the air on the seaside! Yao Zhen only felt that he couldn't breathe, and the deep and shallow footprints on the girl's back seemed to be symbols drawn by the Grim Reaper, extending towards the sea and towards the mountain peaks not far away.

There are no mountains that are too majestic, but there are mountains with strange rocks that can kill people.

The image of this girl is so shocking that it seems that the purpose of her coming here has something to do with the aura that permeates her body!

When Yao Zhen thought of this, he was really so nervous that he couldn't breathe: yes, what a young girl this is, it looks like she is only in her twenties? What a pity! Do you want to find a way to save her?

But then I think about it, what if people don't have this idea, isn't it a big joke?

Regardless of whether your guess is right or wrong, you would rather believe it than believe it, and there is always no fault in being careful.

Yao Zhen thought to himself, let's follow this girl to observe first, if he guesses correctly, he can save someone's life and make a seventh-level floating map, so as not to have one more young man in the world who dies in vain! So Yao Zhen slowly followed behind the girl, observing the movement not far away.

The girl walked slowly, one moment crying bitterly, the other staring blankly at the sea, gazing at the sea.

After a while, he looked at the strange rocky cliffs, and hugged the wind-blown hair on his forehead.

In the end, she finally chose a cliff. This cliff stands right in the most dangerous part of the sea, and if you jump off this cliff, you will definitely be buried in the sea.

Yao Zhen had to admire the girl, the angle and direction she chose was the best direction for sea exploration and watching the sunrise, and no one had discovered this cliff before her, which was really a dereliction of duty. Did she choose the best place for herself?

Yao Zhen quickened his pace and shortened the distance between him and the girl!

Just when the girl was about to jump into the sea, Yao Zhen grabbed the girl! Despite the girl's struggles, she was not able to jump into the sea.

The girl's innocence, the girl's kindness and sadness, and her stubbornness are all moving.

The moment the girl was pulled by him, she said sadly that it was not in vain, her love was dead, so her heart was dead, and when her heart was dead, she was dead; Even if alive, it's a walking corpse. The girl begged him not to save her, so that she could be truly liberated!

The girl bowed deeply to him and said softly: Thank you.

Yao Zhen finally understood that the girl came here to jump into the sea to be martyred, and to be martyred for a love that depended on each other for life and death.

Yao Zhen knew that he couldn't give up on saving this girl, so he used all his words to enlighten her.

In the face of the life-saving benefactor, the girl confided her story to him because she was grateful to him, and it turned out that the girl couldn't bear it for a while because of the sudden change of heart of her lover of eight years, so she chose to end her life.