"Bastard!"

Ye Zhanyun actually made up his mind from the beginning and wanted to die!

The previous fierce battle was just to keep people from detecting his true intentions.

The most hated person in his life was about to die under his own hands, but winning with such grievances made Ji Yanshu feel depressed.

At this moment, he could no longer regain his strength, gritting his teeth in resentment, he heard Ye Zhanyun say lightly: "After I die, let them go......"

However, just at the last moment, a bright red light suddenly flowed in the air.

The intense red glow appeared between the two of them without warning, like a ghost, as if it appeared out of the void.

Ji Yanshu didn't even have time to see the long dark red hair clearly, and his palm slapped it stiffly.

"Bang!"

The force slammed into the flesh with a dull sound.

Ji Yanshu looked stunned, he looked down in disbelief at the person who had fallen.

The eerie long red hair became the only bright color under the gray sky.

The voice choked on his chest, and his hands couldn't help but tremble.

"Xinyue!"

He slammed down, reaching out to grab Anyang.

Thin lines of blood flew from the bottom up, sticky blood spread on his face and merged in the tears he fell.

"Willow Heart Moon ......"

How could it be her, he must be dreaming, but his heart is so painful, and his tears are so hot......

He saw the rain fall on her, and the originally bewitching red lips faded to blood, making her look like a decaying delicate flower.

He drove all his strength like crazy, and finally held her firmly in his arms at the moment when he was about to land.

"Poof!"

Even if he was extremely careful, he could only watch the person in his arms spit out a mouthful of blood. The despair and helplessness made his hands tremble like never before.

He held her face, the corroded and ruined face that was clearly exposed to his eyes for the first time.

"Don't look at it, it's ugly......"

Tears blurred his eyes, and he was speechless at the sound of her utterly damaged voice. When she needed him the most, he chose to run away.

It wasn't until today that he understood that people's fate is very shallow, and if they miss it, they will be a lifetime......

"I've been looking for you for a long, long time," he choked up, carefully wiping the corners of her bleeding mouth, "not ugly, you've always been the most beautiful in my eyes...... It's me who was wrong, I've done it wrong. Why don't you listen to me, all I've been looking for is you, and I've only loved you from beginning to end......"

An Yang looked at him with complicated eyes, tears welling up in his blood-red pupils, "It was wrong from the beginning......"

Because of that rainy night, the fate of the three of them was inevitably entangled in everything.

"That's right, that's right!" As if he understood the meaning of her words, Ji Yanshu cried and laughed, "It's my fault, it's me who didn't recognize you early...... It's all my fault! Xinyue, Xinyue doesn't cry, okay, I'll take you home, do you remember Luoyun Pavilion, I've always kept it for you. You used to say you liked it, you said that as long as you stayed by my side, you would be happy at all times......" he said quickly, as if he was going to finish the words of his life.

An Yang frowned painfully, she could clearly feel that life was passing at a rapid pace.

Her pupils began to dilate, and the light and shadow in front of her appeared one after another tangled and distorted gray shadows.