"Not yet...... By twelve o'clock...... You promised me...... Will you ...... ...... will be with me."

Nangong Jing's weak voice sounded on the phone, like the whimper of the autumn wind, such desolation, and such fear......

Jian Junxi's dark eyes shimmered slightly, as beautiful as the aurora, but only for a moment, and then dimmed without a trace of brilliance.

The corners of his lips were slightly raised like a ruthless king, and he said clearly: "Don't be stupid, it's just to make you wake up and lie to you......"

"But...... I took it seriously...... I...... I'm really...... I really love you...... No...... Give up on me......" Nangong Jing's voice was choked with crying, as if he was crying......

Jian Junxi's eyes were like a cold wind mixed with rain stars, and his heart was more like a gust of wind, blowing bitterly, cold and painful......

Nangong Windsor couldn't bear it anymore, and her body fell straight back.

Jian Junxi suddenly dropped her phone, helped her who was about to fall to the ground, sat on the ground, and let her lean into her arms......

"Windsor...... Woowoo...... You hold on a little longer...... It's just a little bit...... Woo woo woo ...... "At the beginning of the summer, I squatted on the side of Nangong Windsor and cried.

For a while, the huge banquet hall was full of sighs again, and I didn't understand what was going on at all? Everyone is guessing at what you say.

After all, there are a lot of rumors about Nangong Jing and Jian Junxi, so everyone thinks that Jian Junxi doesn't want to marry Nangong Windsor because he loves Nangong Jing more......

"Mom...... I'm sorry......" Nangong Windsor leaned on Jian Junxi's arms, like the most beautiful female corpse, with a ball of dead air coiled around her body.

Tears of pain slipped from the corners of her eyes, and they were still a little bit ...... after all

Xia Zhichu was like ten thousand insects devouring his heart, so painful that he couldn't say a word, and his cries of grief became louder and louder......

In order to prevent a sensation at the scene, the soldiers suddenly raised their guns in their hands

Seeing this, the guests quieted down one after another, sitting in their places and watching them on the stage, no one moved, and no one dared to speak......

Nangong Wensha's face turned pale, and she stretched out her right hand with great effort, wanting to touch Jian Junxi's face, but she couldn't lift it no matter how hard she tried, and she was so anxious that tears kept flowing.

Jian Junxi felt a pain in her heart, suddenly grabbed her slender and cold hand, and slowly put it on her face, the clouds and mist under her eyes surged, and her throat seemed to be full of needles, and she couldn't say a word......

"Junxi...... I am...... It's true...... I like you very much...... I know...... You hate me so much...... I've always ...... Step up your game...... Suppress yourself......

I...... Tell me...... Myself...... No...... Such...... Pestering you...... Also...... No...... Such...... Shameless...... But...... I......

I really...... Can't control it...... Myself...... Woowoo...... I'm sorry......" Nangong Windsor's tears slipped from the corners of her eyes into her bun, and her heart was like ten thousand arrows piercing her heart, how could she describe her despair?

Jian Junxi's heart suddenly ached again, just like a crystal falling to the ground abruptly, shattered, and his eyes shining with tears were dark and uncertain.

There is a kind of pain, a thousand times more painful than death, and no one can understand it......

"Thank you...... You...... Hold a ...... with me Wedding...... OK...... Give me...... One...... Kiss...... Is it? ”

Nangong Windsor took his last breath, his long and curly eyelashes were half-hanging, like a pair of butterflies that could no longer fly, and he might close his eyes at any time.

Jian Junxi's crumbling heart seemed to have fallen into the abyss, clenched her teeth, closed her eyes suddenly, and landed a kiss on her forehead......

(End of chapter)