Chapter Ninety-One: The End
She didn't understand why things had developed to this point, and her life was so good......
has a job she likes, a family that loves her, friends she can talk to, and all the things she has experienced or not experienced, all of which remind her that she can't go back.
Because her fate has been sealed.
An Zhiyi looked at the wedding dress spread on the bed, she thought that if the ending was already doomed, then she would also have to seize the initiative in her own hands.
She wants to write her own ending, even if it's a tragic ending.
After An Zhiyi thought about it, he ate on time, went out to bask in the sun, and his mood no longer fluctuated.
She waited quietly for that day to come.
On the day of the wedding, An Zhiyi said to the makeup artist in the room, "You go out, I'll make it myself." β
Makeup artist: "This ......"
"I said, get out." Although An Zhiyi's voice did not fluctuate, he could hear the incommittal beak in his words.
The makeup artist had no choice but to go out.
Half an hour later, An Zhiyi came out.
She put on a very beautiful makeup today, which completely magnified the advantages of her facial features, but she did not change into that white wedding dress, but changed into a red suspender dress.
The makeup artist reminded her, "We need to change our wedding dresses quickly, the wedding is about to start." β
An Zhiyi: "Only when you marry someone you like do you wear a wedding dress, I don't wear it because I don't like it." β
The makeup artist's face changed, and he looked at Ye Junhan next to him, thinking that he would see anger on his face.
But no, his expression was calm.
"Good...... It's up to you. β
An Zhiyi pulled the corners of his mouth mockingly, and then walked downstairs with Ye Junhan.
When she reached the second floor, she paused in her steps, and ran to the end of the second floor with her skirt before everyone could react.
After Ye Junhan reacted, he ran to the end of the second floor as soon as possible, and when he passed, An Zhiyi was facing away from him, holding a painting in his hand.
The painting depicted her own death in her dream.
"Every painting here reminds me, look, how false your life is now, you can't control your own destiny......" An Zhiyi looked at each painting here with a wry smile, feeling that they were mocking themselves.
Ye Junhan noticed An Zhiyi's movement towards the window, and hurriedly said, "Zhiyi, don't come nonsense." This is only the second floor, and falling down from the second floor will not necessarily kill people, but you have to endure great pain, don't be stupid. β
An Zhiyi smiled, with tears on his face, "Who told you that I was going to jump from here?"
"Actually, I want you to die more than I die! But the system tells me I can kill anyone, but I can't kill you alone! I don't owe you anything, why should I be so unfair! β
"Zhiyi, you have to fall in love with me and we will have a solution."
An Zhiyi said angrily: "Yejun Han, it's impossible, I hate you, I hate you very much!" I only pray that there will be no more afterlife and that I will never meet you again. β
After An Zhiyi finished saying this, he took out a utility knife on the easel next to him and poked it into his heart.
Yejun Han's pupils widened as he watched An Zhiyi slowly fall to the ground, and he almost collapsed and stumbled over to help An Zhiyi up.
An Zhiyi's eyes were a little out of focus, and she saw the clear blue sky outside the window, the birds that crossed freely, and the green and lush branches......
It all turned gray ......
An Zhiyi committed suicide, on the day of her wedding.
[Ding-The world is about to be reset!] γ
A mechanical sound first made a cacophony of sounds, and then gradually regained clarity.
γWorld Reset......
[The world is reset successfully, and the character file is readββ]
Knowing that the sound of the trees is constantly being long, people who are roasted by the hot summer heat are reluctant to leave the air-conditioned room.
An Zhiyi's sophomore summer vacation has just begun, and he was annoyed by this heat!
"Huaichuan, this ghost weather is really not a place for people!" She slapped the table, "No! I had to go somewhere else for the summer vacation. β
A teenager in a white T-shirt pushed the door in, holding a large chilled watermelon in his hand, and her small hair and neighbor Ji Lanjue said lazily: "Where do you want to go?" β
An Zhiyi immediately took the mobile phone and handed it to him, "No, R City." The temperature is right, and there are plenty of tourist attractions to check in. β
Ji Lanjue glanced at the page, "It looks good." β
"It just so happens that my family has a house over there, and we can live there."
An Zhiyi gave him a thumbs up, "It has to be you!" β
An Zhiyi deserves to be the king of action, he just proposed it on the first day, and on the second day, he stepped on the plane to R City with his suitcase and Ji Lanjue.
The Ji family's house in R City is a two-storey single-family villa with a small garden.
This villa is called the Seaside Garden, and it is five or six minutes walk to the sea.
After the two of them settled down, it was already night, and An Zhiyi took Ji Lanjue to the beach.
It's a bustling time for the beach, with couples playing, picnickers, and chasing children.
An Zhiyi stretched his waist and said comfortably: "The sea breeze is so comfortable!" β
Ji Lanjue said lightly.
Suddenly, a burst of music sounded from that side, and An Zhiyi looked over there, "Someone is playing the guitar over there, let's go over and take a look." β
An Zhiyi pulled Ji Lanjue to the sound of music, and saw a group of people surrounding the city, surrounded by a boy sitting on the reef in the middle. The boy was wearing a black shirt with a white neck when he bowed his head.
An Zhiyi turned to the other side, only to see the man's face clearly.
The man was very fair-skinned, with a pair of black-rimmed glasses, and bangs hung down in front of his forehead, revealing his delicate collarbones.
"Hey, look stupid!" Ji Lanjue tugged at An Zhiyi's arm unhappily.
An Zhiyi retorted, "Where is it! β
"Your eyes are popping out." Ji Lanjue said in disgust.
"Nonsense."
At this time, the man in the center of the crowd finished playing the last note, looked up at An Zhiyi's side, and then smiled.
An Zhiyi felt that he felt a sense of sadness inexplicably.
He sat in the crowd, but he wandered outside the crowd.
After the crowd dispersed, the man put the guitar on the reef next to him, and An Zhiyi walked over and said, "What's the name of the song you just played?" Very nice to hear. β
The man laughed, "There is no name, I created my own." β
"Then you're amazing!" An Zhiyi praised.
"Do you like it?"
An Zhiyi nodded, and Ji Lanjue's face became more and more ugly.
"It's too late today, I'll come again tomorrow, you can come if you want to hear it."
An Zhiyi nodded, "Okay, I'll definitely come to cheer." β
Ji Lanjue couldn't listen anymore, "Let's go." β
"Oh." An Zhiyi turned around and walked two steps, then turned around and said, "My name is An Zhiyi, what's your name?"
"Night Monarch Cold."
"See you tomorrow."
Ye Junhan looked at An Zhiyi's departing back, and said with a dark look in his eyes: "See you tomorrow." β