Yun Qiange walked out from behind the tree and looked at him from a distance.

Under the sky, his fingers were as clear as jade, like God's most perfect masterpiece. His handsome face is like a cold prince who came out of a fairy tale, and his height of 1.85 meters has a feeling of wanting to make people marvel.

Yi raised the corners of his lips slightly, as before, a little cold, a little awkward, and a little warm.

The heart beats like an accelerator motor, this is Yi, that's right.

After a short period of stunned, Yun Qiange quickly ran towards the man, the wind whistled in her ears, and the peach blossoms flew around, but he was the only one in her eyes, and she couldn't see anything else.

She ran over and stretched out her arms to hug him, but in the end she watched her hands pass through Yi's body, and it was only herself who was hugging her.

The coldness, the chill rising from the heart of her feet, invaded her whole body, this was not the real Yi, this was just a phantom, a phantom like a slide.

"Ge'er, it's time to go home." The man didn't return the favor, but looked at the Swiss watch on his wrist, turned around and walked towards the peach blossom forest.

Seeing that Yi was leaving, Yun Qiange panicked, no, even if it was a phantom, even if it was a phantom, she wanted to catch it.

She raised her foot and followed, trying to grab his hand, but could only touch a void, she bit her lip, trying not to let the tears fall, and her voice was soft and pleading: "Yi, don't go, stay by my side, okay?" ”

"I miss you, I miss you so much."

What would she do without Yi's world? The world without Yi is so cold and lonely. It's been a long time, and she hasn't seen Yi, so long that she almost forgets how long it has been.

When the deepest pain in her heart is revealed, the guilt, pain and longing are tightly entangled like vines, making her unable to breathe, she has never hesitated like now, the most cruel thing is not to have it, but to lose it after having it.

Hearing this, the man turned around, his dark eyes seemed to be a pool, looking at her deeply, there was a clear mockery in his eyes, he hooked the corners of his thin lips, but his voice was cold and terrifying: "You love me?" ”

"Love! Love it so much! My favorite thing in this world is you, Wen Junyi, no one can replace you! She clenched her fists tightly and said loudly without shame, her face burning.

"If you love me, you won't kill me." The man smiled lowly, he crossed his hands in the suit pants, his eyebrows and eyes became hideous in an instant, he bent down, bullied her, and stopped between the distance of a fist from her, the look in his eyes became deeper and deeper, with unforgettable hatred: "Say! Don't you love me very much? Why kill me! Why!!! In your heart, apart from revenge, what am I Wen Junyi! ”

Yun Qiange's face turned red, and he pinched his skirt with self-reproach: "Yi, I ......"

The hatred in Yi's eyes stabbed her deeply, but Yun Qiange couldn't find any words to refute at this time, she bit her lip, and finally lowered her head, crying silently and no longer speaking.

Her silence aroused the man's anger even more, and the man's expression was gloomy and sneering in stating the facts: "So, from beginning to end, you have never loved me, Yun Qiange, you are too selfish, you have always loved yourself." ”

Yun Qiange sniffed, tears in his eyes: "Yi, I was wrong, give me a chance, let me make up for ......"