Seeing her stunned expression, Gu Wei hugged her shoulders: "Yun'er, do you know? That man doesn't really love you at all, you killed the woman he loves before, and the reason why he accepted you was to get revenge on you, you know? He keeps you trapped and then gives you a hard blow. ”

"I can't bear to see you deceived by him, fall into his lies and not know it, I did it for your own good. I admit that I lied to you, but Yun'er, if I don't lie to you, how can you recognize his hypocrite? ”

"You are so good, and that peasant girl, whether it is identity, appearance, or talent, is not as good as you. And that man is blind to you who is so good, but he has a soft spot for that woman, which is enough to show that he has reached the point where he has to be with that woman, and you are jealous that the man you like is coveted, jealous that you have been by his side for so long, please him, and take the initiative to put down his figure to cater to him, but he still ignores you. ”

"Yun'er, in this world, only I treat you sincerely, and only I truly love you."

Gu Wei stretched out his hand and touched her pale face, with a look in his eyes: "No matter what you do to me, I won't blame you, beat me, scold me, or kill me." ”

He still had a wound on his face, and his empty ears, which were her masterpiece yesterday.

The wound on his ear had been bandaged, and even the face that had been scratched by her had been medicated, but in this way, he looked very embarrassed, and he had completely lost the handsomeness and dignity of his youth.

The years, in the end, have made some changes in his face.

Over the years, he has been worried, hated, and worried.

He tried everything to please her, but she was disgusted and rejected by her, she never took herself to heart, let alone never....

Murong Yun looked at him in a daze, and suddenly stretched out his hand to him and touched the scar on his face.

The man's face was happy, and under his eyes, there was a crystal light beating.

"Does it hurt?"

Gu Weiyi grabbed her hand: "No, it's different, Yun'er, it doesn't hurt at all, it really doesn't hurt at all, as long as you are willing to forgive me, as long as..."

But soon, all that remained in Murong Yun's eyes was mockery and sarcasm.

"Pain, huh? Do you know how much my heart hurts? Does Qin'er hurt much? How much does my Ah He hurt? Hahahaha.... Can you compare!? Gu Wei, everything I have was ruined by you, more than 20 years, you have deceived me for more than 20 years, why are the people who died are my closest people, why are you not the ones who died!? Why? ”

She stumbled backwards.

Gu Wei's eyes ached, and he quickly reached out to pull him.

She had an extra dagger in her hand, and instead of stabbing her again, it was aimed at her own neck.

Gu Wei was taken aback, his face was full of worry: "Yun'er, Yun'er, what are you going to do?" Yun'er, if you are unhappy or unhappy, if you hate me, you will come at me, even if you want to kill me! Even if you want to kill me, I will never fight back, but you put the knife down, be careful, the knife is too sharp, you be careful not to hurt yourself, Yun'er.... Obedient, obedient ...."

The man's voice was already very hoarse.

His eyes were red, he was really afraid that Murong Yun wouldn't be able to think about it, and when the time came, he would do something to hurt himself.