"You go, go." Jun Aotian's painful hoarse voice sounded, and he turned his back to her, leaving only a cold and hard back for her.

Yun Shu wanted to reach out to grab him, but the hand fell powerlessly when it was a stone's throw away from his robe, and she could only watch his and hers' scars fester, and her heart couldn't help but feel a thick loneliness and despair, and the lingering sorrow deeply shook the depths of her soul.

Tears, as if they could not be exhausted, she turned around slowly, her ethereal eyes lost their former brilliance, and every step was like stepping on the tip of a needle, and there was a feeling that life was worse than death.

Until the delicate figure completely disappeared into the night, in the study, there was no longer her unique atmosphere, Jun Aotian knelt on his knees, holding his head with both hands, his proud body curled up, he couldn't bear the pain anymore, and cried out with all his might, the pain and helplessness, no one could understand.

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"Woo woo......" A low sobs escaped from her lips.

Yun Shu covered her mouth and ran out of the direction of the study, stumbled, and fell to the ground, she looked up at the sky with tearful eyes, and finally couldn't help crying bitterly, and the suppressed cry was particularly sad in this silent night.

Whoever comes to sue her is not true, why is it so cruel to let her know that the man she loves in her heart is not Jun Aotian. What she has always fallen in love with is the man who gave her warmth when she was helpless in the water and was about to suffocate.

And they clearly told her that it was the eldest young master of the Jun family who saved her, why? Why has it become Junqing Night now?

Could it be that she is really as Aotian said, she has always had a different affection for Jun Qingye, so she will find him to ask for a son.

No! No.

She has loved Aotian for five years, woowoo...... It's Aotian, it must be Aotian, it must be him.

Yun Shu's vision has long been blurred by tears, her life is like a yellow lotus, the bitter taste spreads from the depths of her heart to the meridians of her body, bringing her unconcealable pain......

"Yunshu ......"

A white shadow slowly appeared in front of her, the warm fingertips gently wiped away her tears, the bright eyes, as if it was the vast dark night, a warm lamp, and the sound was like the warm sun of early spring.

Yun Shu raised his red and swollen eyes, tears filled up, and his fingertips slowly touched his handsome face, but he paused again. At this time, her temples were messy, her clothes were half-dissolved, and her eyes were full of pain and helplessness.

The delicate makeup that Ran Xuexiao painted for her with her own hands had already been blurred by tears, and she spent a face that was originally alluring, which was a little ridiculous, but in Jun Qingye's eyes, I saw more and more pity.

His jade-like fingers held her tear-stained little face, and her deep eyes were full of distress. Let her tears hit his fingers, and they were hot.

The heart contracted instantly, because of the temperature of the tears, because of the collapse that she had never seen before......

"Qingye, why do you all have to lie to me." Yun Shu's strength seemed to be drained all of a sudden, and she didn't know how to face Aotian in the future, as well as him, the man who had always been in love with her.

The current situation is all what she deserves, she is a woman who deserves to go to hell, and this qiē is all her own doing.

"Yun Shu, don't cry... Don't cry. Jun Qingye's white face was full of self-blame, and his heart was even more painful to see the woman he loved crying so bitterly