In fact, she must have worked very hard in the past two years.

Yu Ling opened her mouth, but in the end nothing came out.

"Do you have time?" Murong Xin'er had a look of sadness in her eyes, but it disappeared in an instant. She said softly: "Can you talk to me? It only takes a few minutes."

She is the daughter of the leader of the Chinese Gang. She was originally a proud princess, but at this moment, her tone was almost pleading.

Even when the leader of the Hua Gang did not allow her to marry Yu Ling, she had never begged her father so humbly.

"Go ahead." Yu Ling sighed softly.

Murong Xin'er lowered her head and said slowly: "Don't you have anything to say to me?"

Yu Ling was startled for a moment.

"You haven't had a good look at me for four months, thirteen days, five hours and thirty-one minutes." Her ethereal voice seemed to be talking in her sleep: "In these four months, every minute, even every second

, I’m looking forward to you taking the initiative to come to me, even if it’s just to call me your heart.”

"But you didn't."

She raised her head and stared at Yu Ling again, and said sadly: "I have never been in your eyes."

"Even if you are willing to talk to me or take another look at me, it is only because I am the daughter of the leader of the Hua Gang, not because I am Murong Xin'er."

She slowly sat down on the bench in the garden, hugging her knees and curling up into a small ball, like an abandoned animal.

"Xin'er..." Yu Ling sat next to her, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"Look here." Murong Xin'er rolled up his trouser legs bit by bit, pointed at the purple bruises on his knees, and said quietly: "Do you know where they came from?"

"Is it that time when you...knelt in front of your father-in-law's door for three days and three nights?" Yu Ling felt as if she had been pricked by a needle again.

Murong Xin'er smiled bitterly and said, "It turns out you know it too, it turns out you still remember it."

"Then do you know that for the past two years or so, every rainy and cold winter season, my knees have been so painful that it feels like there are a lot of bugs burrowing around, making me want to cut off these two legs..."

Yu Ling could only remain silent.

Because he doesn't know.

Murong Xin'er didn't tell him, and he didn't carefully observe her changes every day, so he didn't know.

In the deathly silence, Murong Xin'er already understood the answer. A self-deprecating smile appeared on her face, she shrank back in fear of the cold, and sighed quietly: "Back then, my father told me to stay away from you.

You are not a good candidate. He also said, I regard you as my whole world, but in your eyes, I am just an insignificant part, and you will definitely fail me in the end."

"I didn't believe it at that time. I always stubbornly thought that I was the only one who was right. My father has never looked at the wrong person in his life, but he just missed you."

"I thought you would always be as good to me as you were before, and only to me. You would rush to Tangfuji on West Street when it was pouring to buy me my favorite glutinous rice cake, even if

Even if you get soaked to the skin, you won’t let a drop of rainwater get on the paper bag.”

"I thought you would always be like you did before. When I was carelessly running around and rolling in the snow, you would help me pull up a knot in my dress, help me brush the snow from my hair, and then make piles with me.

A childish snowman."

"I thought you would still be like when we first met, holding an oil-paper umbrella and walking across the street, covering me with nowhere to hide from the rain under the warm umbrella curtain, and then protecting me for the rest of my life."

"There are too many. I remember all the kindness you did to me. But unfortunately, they are all false, and they are all my self-righteousness...cough cough cough..."

She suddenly frowned in pain, leaned down and covered her mouth and coughed violently, her whole body shaking like a weak willow swaying in the wind.

"Xin'er, what's wrong with you?" Yu Ling was a little confused.

He held Murong Xin'er in his arms and wanted to help her breathe smoothly, but his movements suddenly froze.

Because she put down her hand, there was a pool of bright red blood in her palm.

"You...you were poisoned? Who gave you the poison?!" Yu Ling suddenly couldn't suppress the murderous aura in her body.

Murong Xin'er looked at him with confused eyes, as if she was nostalgic for the warmth in his arms.

She coughed and said with a smile: "I did it. Do you want to kill me?"

Yu Ling felt a loud bang, and her mind instantly went blank.

"Why, why..." His voice came out hard, as if he had lost the ability to think.

Murong Xin'er gently closed her eyes and murmured: "Because I am tired, I am so tired from living, do you know?"

"In this dark and mysterious world, even the slightest bit of light will make people fly towards the flames without caring about their own safety. I once thought you could warm me, but in the end you burned me to ashes."

Her pale hands gently touched Yu Ling's face, and she leaned weakly in his arms and said softly: "Sometimes, I am really conflicted. I love you so much and hate you so much, but I

In the end...I still can't hurt you in the end, even if your kindness to me is fake, I would rather sink into this fictitious dream..."

If you can't hurt him, you can only hurt yourself.

"No, Xin'er, I won't let you die!" Yu Ling suddenly woke up, picked her up and rushed out of the garden.

Murong Xin'er shook her head slowly but firmly, her voice was as weak as a flickering firefly: "Please, please let me go? Don't be so cruel to me, let me watch you kill me."

Get rid of my father and cleanse the entire Chinese gang into rivers of blood..."

Yu Ling slumped down on the bench. He held the weak woman in his arms tightly, his heart seemed to be suddenly tightened, and he was so painful that he couldn't breathe.

A bright red trace of blood snaked down from the corner of Murong Xin'er's mouth, and she said in a sleepy voice: "You think I don't know anything, but in fact I know many things. Except for the wedding night when you and I consummated our marriage.

, since then, you have never touched me again. I want to give you a boy, as handsome and smart as you, but you are unwilling to let me realize even such a simple wish..."

"I know that you are afraid that the Murong family's bloodline will remain, and that you don't want my father to have descendants, but do you know how cruel this is to me... I just want a child..."

The tears in the corners of her eyes stained Yu Ling's clothes, and each drop was cold to the bone.

In the early spring of March, there was still a slight chill in the air, and the wind blew slowly, seeming to take away the warmth from her body.

"It's so cold..." She murmured softly, and Yu Ling subconsciously hugged her tightly, as if this could warm her body up again.

"In this case, you can remember me forever. I'm not afraid of anything, I'm just afraid that you forget me..."

These were the last words she said to him.

Yu Ling sat with her body in bewilderment for a whole day, not even noticing that her clothes were wet with dew.

For the first time, he began to doubt whether he was right or wrong in trying so hard to climb up?

If a person at the bottom with no foundation wants to climb to the top, he will undoubtedly have to sacrifice too many things.

Today, he lost her, so what will he lose in the future?

He thought he could care less, but he was wrong.

If love is a war, then he is undoubtedly the final winner, but he also loses because she made her determination clear with death, so that he will never forget her in this life.

Xin'er, Murong Xin'er...

He seemed to be crazy, chanting her name over and over again, as if he was making up for the shortcomings of the past two years.

But she couldn't hear anymore.

That day, he buried her in the garden, surrounded by moon flowers all over the courtyard.

On that day, the Hua Gang was turned upside down. The leader of the Hua Gang, who had lost his power, committed suicide angrily. Yu Ling took his place as the leader and changed its name to the Cang Gang.

That day, Dan Xiaoxiao escaped from Jianmo City and disappeared.

That day, the whole city was shaken by him, and countless people crossed the threshold of Cangbang to pay their respects to this talented man who had been dormant for more than half a year and became a blockbuster.

But in the end, Yu Ling only remembered one thing.
Chapter completed!