Her resolute eyes and indifferent words made Murong Junxi unable to face it for a while.

She said she didn't love herself anymore.

Looking at Chen Qingyue, who was so indifferent and ruthless, his heart felt as if he had been cut with a knife, and he couldn't breathe in pain.

Such Chen Qingyue, that is the Chen Qingyue he knows.

It turns out that she has really changed, selling her body for money, greedy for glory and wealth.

Chen Qingyue knew that maybe in Murong Junxi's heart, she was a snobbish woman.

She felt stuffy in her heart, as if she was being pressed down by a huge stone, she had difficulty breathing, her nose was sour, and her eyes were getting redder and redder.

There was no way, she couldn't turn back, even if she wanted to turn back, Shen Xingjue wouldn't let her turn back.

There is hell behind her, and she can't take Murong Junxi to hell with her.

She knew that Murong Junxi wouldn't understand her, it didn't matter, and she would be able to bear this pain alone.

Chen Qingyue's whole nerves were tense, and her delicate body was facing the night, walking with her back straight.

Thinking back to the past of the two of them, I was looking at the lonely scenery and escaping from the background with you.

From now on, she will hold up a piece of the sky by herself.

"Chen Qingyue." Murong Junxi came back to his senses and shouted loudly at her back.

Her back trembled without a moment, but she still didn't stop, this life, the next life, the vicissitudes of life.

"Chen Qingyue, you stop for me." Murong Junxi shouted at her as he ran towards her quickly.

Soon, Chen Qingyue was stopped by him again.

Chen Qingyue looked at Murong Junxi and was reluctant to let go, but reality forced them to let go.

sighed slightly, looked at the man in front of him, his expression was solemn and serious, pursed his lips, and said, "Murong Junxi, I have made it clear to you, what do you want?"

"Please, please, grant me, grant my last wish." Murong Junxi's eyes were full of hope, and the last begging.

Murong Junxi knew that the relationship between them was like a game, and in the end, every chess piece was unable to move, and it was better to live than to die.

"I ......" Chen Qingyue looked at the man in front of her, and wanted to say the last few words, but she still didn't speak.

"Qingyue, will you promise me?" His eyes were dark, and his voice was full of sorrow.

Chen Qingyue used all her strength to spit out a word.

It's the best ending between them.

Murong Junxi was so angry that he didn't know where to get a dagger, and at this time, he was holding it against his neck.

The surface of the knife flashed with a cold cold light, and the sharp blade pressed against his fair skin, which was a little oozing.

He roared at her, "Promise me, or I'll die in front of you." ”

Murong Junxi's actions naturally attracted onlookers from the surrounding people.

Chen Qingyue bit her lip flap and clenched her hand into a fist fiercely, she didn't expect Murong Junxi to do this at all.

used the news of fake death to lure her out, and now, he began to force her to die again.

It's been a long time.

She tried her best to calm down, and said in a helpless and pleading voice: "Junxi, don't be like this, don't force me like this. ”

"Hehe" Murong Junxi smiled coldly and said, "Qingyue, you are forcing me."

Murong Junxi's smile, how to bloom the flowers on the other side, desolate and frightened.

"You still won't promise me, will you?" Murong Junxi said as he stabbed the tip of his knife into his skin slightly.

"Okay, since you don't promise me, then I'll die in front of you immediately." As he spoke, he stabbed the knife hard again.