He should go, his current identity is an internationally famous killer, and it is easy to cause panic in such a banquet.

If I can, I hope to say a final goodbye to him.

She thought in a trance, and suddenly heard footsteps coming this way, and she didn't want to greet those noble sisters or young masters, so she simply hid in a small door behind the castle.

When the people are finished and gone, she will leave.

She sat down on the stairs in the small door, supporting her face with her hands, thinking about what would happen if she went to the island of Set and became the test subject of that perverted doctor Ye Yin?

It is rumored that Ye Yin has studied a lot of terrifying monsters, and countless people have died in his experiments.

Will she become a monster or die?

I'd rather die than become a monster.

"I didn't think you really liked him, Yeon, are you crazy?" A gloomy man's voice suddenly interrupted Ye Chuchu's thoughts.

"You'd better leave my business alone!" The cold voice was full of domineering.

Ye Chuchu was stunned at first, and then suddenly his heartbeat accelerated!

Yes, it's Rong Yan's voice!

He actually came, and she hadn't seen him all the time, and she thought he wouldn't show up.

There was a little joy and shyness in her heart that made her blush, and she hurriedly covered her face and held her breath, afraid of being discovered.

"Of course I don't want to! It doesn't matter if you're in love with a woman or a man, it doesn't have anything to do with me! However, he is Rong Rong, Yan, don't forget, although he is young, he is your own uncle! ”

"So what?" Rong Yan asked coldly, with a slight sarcastic tone.

The gloomy voice was silent for a moment before sneering and saying, "Why do you like him?" There are so many people in this world, why is it him? ”

"There's no reason, I don't know." Rong Yan responded calmly.

"It's weird." The gloomy voice sneered lowly, "Yan, if you die at his hands, I will feel a pity." ”

After saying that, footsteps sounded, and the man seemed to leave.

However, Rong Yan has not left yet.

The small door in which she was hiding was dimly lit and difficult to detect from the outside, and she peeked through the crack in the door to see his tall figure standing sideways in front of a blooming phalaenopsis.

His fingers, gently caressing the petals, did not touch them directly, but slid them gently.

He looked down at the flowers, his lips twitched, and he seemed to say two words.

Ye Chuchu didn't hear clearly, she couldn't hear it at all from such a distance, but she could read lips, looking at his lips, she knew that what he said seemed to be the word 'butterfly'.

She was in a trance thinking about what he meant when he said butterflies, and she couldn't understand the essentials when she thought about it, and then remembered an ancient poem: Zhuang Shengxiao dreams of butterflies, and hopes that the emperor will trust the cuckoo in spring.

I thought about it for a while, and then I despised myself.

What Zhuang Shengxiao dreams of butterflies! Thinking so sadly, it is clear that he doesn't want him to feel better!

She actually hopes that he will live a better life, for the first time in her life, she has special feelings for a person in her heart, she knows that she is impossible with him, so she hopes that he can be happy.

However, the person he fell in love with seemed to be a poisonous flower.

Thinking of the young man walking down the stairs slowly, full of demonic aura and suffocating, she was also inexplicably flustered.