After Pei Hanlou drank the poison, the corners of his mouth immediately overflowed with black poisonous blood.

The toxic effect is very fast.

I heard that the last thing to disappear before death is hearing.

He really wanted to hear Jiang Ruo say I love you before he died.

Just one shot.

This is his only wish.

If time stops, if the years grow old in an instant, if he can be white-headed in an instant, he will be considered dead and blind.

Jiang Ruo looked at Pei Hanlou, his eyes widened in disbelief, and his face was shocked.

Her body shook even more, and she retreated in panic.

The sound of the jade bowl falling to the ground was crisp and loud, echoing through the void, and it did not disperse for a long time.

Jiang Ruo shouted, "Pei Hanlou, are you crazy?"

Is that jade bowl really poison?

Wasn't he kidding her?

Even though she really hated him and really wanted to kill him, she never thought about it so suddenly, just... The unexpected befell her.

She wasn't prepared at all!

The poison invaded the body, Pei Hanlou suddenly felt that his internal organs and liver and intestines were broken, and he was in pain, and he was holding the fake marriage certificate with Jiang Ruo tightly in his hand.

The wedding photo printed on it, he smiled so warmly and sincerely.

I've never been so happy and satisfied.

She is his distant moon, never to be obtained.

He's gotten enough and can't be greedy anymore.

It's time to be content!

Pei Hanlou slowly lifted his eyelids, his once clear brown eyes had long since dimmed, and a huge sense of despair was like the shadow of a vulture's wings, enveloping him layer by layer, covering the sky.

He pulled up a pale smile, with a slight relief for her, and his voice was soft like a breeze, blowing softly: "Ruo'er, I have atoned for my sins."

"Ahem, ahem." The poisonous blood that overflowed from the corners of his mouth gushed more and more.

Jiang Ruo's eyes were firmly fixed on Pei Hanlou's bloodless face, his eyes were dim, and he had mixed feelings in his heart, and he couldn't react, "Crazy!"

She didn't understand, why did she suddenly want to die?

He's too ruthless.

It's really ruthless.

Be cruel to others, and even more ruthless to yourself!

"As I said, as long as you bring the poison, I will drink it without hesitation." Pei Hanlou forced a smile at her, he wanted her to always remember how handsome he was now.

And he will always remember her.

Time and space converged, and he seemed to see the scene of the first time he saw at this moment.

She looked back at him, tentatively, her eyes hot and bold, and she stole her heart.

Let him fall for the rest of his life.

He owed her a lot, so he gave her one last chance.

Whether he lives or dies, it is the choice she gives him.

He no longer had a clear conscience.

Pei Hanlou's deep voice continued to vibrate and reverberate in Jiang Ruo's eardrums, and his chest was full of echoes of his voice.

She remembered!

She finally remembered why he looked so familiar with his outfit!

It was the same one she wore when she first met him seven years ago.

His long inky hair was tied up, he wore one-sided glasses with silver chains hanging down on the bridge of his nose, and he was wearing a dark placket Tang suit, with a delicate embroidery of a golden dragon flying on his chest.

It's just that at that time, he had a strong sense of Zen, and he could really be called a gentleman, and his temperament was more gentle and elegant.

Now, on the other hand, he is much more depressed and tired, lost his soul, and all thoughts are lost.

It turned out that he had already decided to leave, so he wanted to see her at the end.

He will always be like this, he will not tell her anything, he will only deceive her, hide her, and torture her.

Jiang Ruo's eyes were complicated, "Why did you suddenly do this?"

She poured so much poison on him before, and he refused to die, why is he willing now?

What's going on?

Pei Hanlou's eyes were indifferent, and he looked at it

Through all the vicissitudes of the world, I tried to raise a smile, containing a doting call: "Sister."

Probably the deepest despair is to meet the most beautiful scenery, and the scenery is fleeting.

Just like the good times they had, after all, it was just a thing of the past.

Jiang Ruo looked at him suspiciously: "What do you mean?"

When the last wave of poisonous effects hit, Pei Hanlou supported her weak body and told her, "We are really brother and sister, I am really your own brother."

A tear from the corner of his eye fell on the back of his hand, burning his skin hot, the last touch he could feel.

It still hurts.

He was not happy in this life.

The first half lived under the lies of his father, and the next few years lived in remorse for the loss, and he completely missed out on what he loved.

He will always regret it.

It's a pity that I couldn't take her away that year.

He should hide her and build a hard wall for this love with white lies, so that she can live in her comfort zone forever, but after thinking about it, he is not willing to lie to her for the rest of his life.

He knows best what it feels like to be deceived.

It's really uncomfortable, it's painful.

Pei Hanlou was dying, and said to her with his last breath, "If... One more time... I will... I'll take you away."

"Pei Hanlou!"

Jiang Ruo's pupils contracted suddenly, and his whole body froze in place.

I saw that the man completely closed his eyes, slumped in the wheelchair, his head could no longer support the ground and was tilted to the side, and his pale face symbolized that he was no longer alive.

He's dead?

Really dead?

Jiang Ruo trembled his fingers and touched his body temperature, which was really gradually dissipating.

Her mood fluctuated suddenly, and she roared, "Pei Hanlou, you make your words clear!"

What does it mean to be her own brother?

Where did she come from?

Is it Shen Huaiyan's illegitimate son, or...

She seemed to have the answer in her mind.

Why does Tang Qian like him so much.

It's obvious.

This night's tearful farewell, so that for many years to come, when she dreams back at midnight, she will still be permeated by cold sweat.

She really killed him!

She will never forget it for the rest of her life.

A man died at her hands!

..

Pei Hanlou's funeral did not alarm too many people.

Tang Qian was afraid that she would not be able to hold back her grief, so she deliberately did not come.

A person who was alive a few days ago is now burned to ashes, lying in a cold urn and leaving forever.

Pei Hanlou's tombstone was full of people.

His father, aunt, brother, and Xi Sui, who had been abroad to attend the fashion show, all rushed back.

And one of his few friends, Feast.

Everyone dressed in black and held black umbrellas to say goodbye to him.

The weather was not very good today, with dark clouds, rain and mist in the void.

It wasn't until he saw Pei Hanlou really turn into a pile of ashes that Jiang Ruofang was convinced that he was really dead, and he was really not a person in this world.

She snuggled into Wen Yuan's arms, her expression was in a trance, and she murmured as if she had lost her soul, "He's dead, really dead."

She killed it with her own hands!

Wen Yuan hugged her tightly and comforted, "Don't think too much."

The news of Pei Hanlou's death, Jiang Ruo has not told Wen Huai yet.

The once best friend has gradually come to the point of breaking up, and everything is embarrassing.

No matter how beautiful the funeral is, no matter how the hangers are brilliant, they will not bring the dead back to life.

lost his only son, Pei Xicheng was instantly full of gray hair, much older, and his eyes were full of decadence.

His eyes were scarlet as he stared at Jiang Ruo, the murderer, and he burst out more and more with a strong killing intent.

She's really damned!