The previous chapter said: Just when Yu Lingqian was about to attack Beichen Yiming, Yin Xitong's words suddenly set her back step by step, and there was an abyss behind her...
Highlights of this chapter: Will Yu Lingqian fall into the abyss? What will Beichen Yiming do?
The wind on the top of the cliff is blowing violently, and the delicate body is gradually approaching the mother of the abyss. Can I accompany you...
"Why do you do this?" His tone was light and emotionless.
"No reason," at the last second, Beichen Yiming tightly grasped Yu Lingqian's hand on the edge of the cliff. Both of them seemed to be on the verge of falling...
"Oh, there's no reason," his purple eyes darkened. Didn't he know that he had done many wrong things...
"Akane!"
"Ming!" the crowd behind them shouted and ran towards them.
"Don't move!" Beichen Yiming suddenly turned around and shouted to them. Everyone stood still.
Where Yu Lingqian and Beichen Yiming were, on the edge of the cliff, cracks had already appeared...
Normally, it would not be a problem for Beichen Yiming to pull Yu Lingqian away. However, he seemed to have forgotten the cramping pain in his chest...
"What's wrong?" Yu Lingqian raised her head, looked at the beads of sweat on Beichen Yiming's forehead, and frowned slightly.
"It's okay." Is the weak smile on his lips okay? It's very poisonous...
"Let me go." The expression in the purple eyes changed, and then became firm.
"impossible"
"Hold on for ten minutes, the helicopter will be here!" Situ Yihen's voice sounded behind them. They couldn't help at all now.
"Ten minutes..." Yu Lingqian lowered her head and murmured
Suddenly he raised his head and looked at Beichen Yiming: "Will you forget me?"
Beichen Yiming frowned slightly and held Yu Lingqian's hand tighter: "No"
Smiling slightly, her cherry red lips revealed a sadness similar to that of Jacaranda.
Beichen Yiming's heart tightened
The two people's hands slowly slid apart, "Akane,"
"Still forget me..."
It seemed that the wind from the top of the cliff blew away their hands.
That body gradually became smaller in Beichen Yiming's eyes...
In the abyss, only a familiar nightingale-like voice echoed: "Ming, forget me..."
"Akane!" came their voices from behind.
But Beichen Yiming still maintained that posture, with the abyss beneath him...
For the first time, the transparent liquid slowly slipped from the eyes, and disappeared into the abyss with Yu Lingqian's figure...
They could have been together, right?
Zi Moyi covered her chest, her legs seemed to have been drained of strength, her blue eyes lost focus: "Qian..."
"Yi," Nangong Xuan hugged Zi Moyi tightly and used his body to give her warmth.
Yin Xitong bit her lower lip tightly, the water vapor in her golden eyes gradually solidified
Situ Yihen just looked at her quietly from the side. He still couldn't do anything now...