"Mengrou, we grew up together, I thought you would understand." Yi Xuanchen's voice was so low that it made people feel depressed. His once elegant and intoxicated eyes were now filled with melancholy and heavy sadness.
Nangong Minglu's heart ached.
Han Xiyan was right... everything in front of her was her fault...
"I thought you would understand," Yi Xuanchen looked at Chu Mengrou and said in a low voice: "The girl I like may not be beautiful, gentle, rich, willful, and coquettish, but she can only
What you can't do alone...is not kind! So..."
Chu Mengrou raised her head to look at Yi Xuanchen, her whole body tense and her eyes full of fear, as if she was waiting for Yi Xuanchen's final sentence on her.
"We will never have anything to do with each other again!"
Yi Xuanchen finally said the words that were most unbearable for her. The tears in her eyes fell like a bursting tide, and her noble ladylike temperament was gone at this moment.
She cried loudly: "Chen! Forgive me! I swear I will never do it again! Please! Forgive me!"
Her body was trembling, and her eyes were full of panic.
She was begging in a panic, tears streaming down her face crazily.
Nangong Minglu lowered her head and couldn't bear to look any further.
Han Xiyan's voice echoed in her ears again.
——Nangong Minglu! This is all your fault! All of this is caused by you!
His hands were clenched at his sides, his nails digging deeply into his palms.
At this moment, how she wished that she could have listened to Chu Mengrou's warning and stayed as far away from Yi Xuanchen as possible!
Yi Xuanchen turned around slowly, with a determination in her eyes that she wanted to eliminate something from her life. Chu Mengrou rushed over almost desperately, hugging Yi Xuanchen's waist from behind.
