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120, the thrilling past

At this moment, I was sitting on the ground, my butt hurt from the fall, my whole body was wet with cold sweat, I was breathing heavily, and my body was shaking.

I tried to lean forward and look forward, and there was an abyss below. When I poked my head over it, I could hear the roaring roar of the raging river, but my eyes could only see a white line.

You can imagine how high it is. If you fall, you will definitely die.

I prayed desperately that she wouldn't fall. This girl is so stupid and heartless sometimes. If I don't accompany her, she...

I bit my lower lip and didn't dare to think any more, so I decided to look elsewhere. Maybe Cheng Xinyan had already found it.

"Go to hell!" With a sharp roar, I felt someone push me, and my body suddenly tilted towards the bottom of the cliff.

At that moment, I turned my head and saw Nuan Nuan's tear-stained cheeks, still so cute and pitiful, but in those eyes that were once filled with foam flowers and marshmallows, at this moment, there was nothing but hatred...

"No!!!!" roared, and the moment I fell, one hand grabbed my arm tightly, and the other hand grabbed a stone on the edge of the cliff.

Sun Jiaqi and I just hung on the cliff

The biting cold wind was buffeting my body. My right arm could not bear the weight of my body and almost broke.

Sun Jiaqi's glasses have long since disappeared. I feel that his body has been stretched several times, his face has turned purple due to his efforts, his eyes are full of bloodshot eyes, a pair of thin lips are split open, and blood flows down

A drop of water dripped down my chin...

"You...let me go...this way at least one of you can survive..." I am the most afraid of pain. If you want me to endure such pain, it would be better for me to die.

"I want to die...die together!! If...I can really die with Su Ting'er, even if Sun Jiaqi's life is not in vain...the next life...the next life...until my soul is broken, I will not regret it...

...I also want to take this as an honor..."

Before he died, he shouted loudly, and the rich and powerful sound penetrated the dusk and echoed throughout the valley. It was so desolate and vast, but his eyes actually contained unspeakable happiness...

"Ah!!!!!!" He roared hysterically. The endurance of his hands had reached the limit, and he was about to face death...

I resigned myself to my fate and closed my eyes, tears slowly flowing out, and many faces of many people swayed in front of my eyes...

Dad, mom, kind grandpa and grandma, childhood playmates, classmates in Yingdu, and...those guys who were entangled in the best time of my youth...

Tears slowly ran down my cheeks. Just when I was completely desperate, my body shook. Then, I was picked up like a bucket and fell to the ground hard.

It hurts, but this kind of pain is really nothing compared to the feeling of the rest of your life after the disaster.

But at this moment, I can’t tell what I feel, maybe it’s joy, maybe it’s surprise

I was more confused and scared. What would happen if I fell at that moment?

Is it true that we will never see these three concerned faces again?

"Nuan'er!!!" The eldest brother was the first to rush up and hug me tightly, as if I was afraid that I would be picked up by a bird accidentally.

Yi Yang and Situ also gathered around, taking off their clothes and warming their hands.

The three of us were so excited. Yiyang buried his face in the crook of my neck, with hot tears flowing out continuously...

Situ put my hand on his heart and tried his best to warm me up. I knew that none of them could accept my departure anymore.

"What did you call her just now..." Nuannuan, no, it's Cen Yuming, she was stunned and stood there.

Yi Yang managed to calm down his excited heart and said softly, "She is the real warmth and coldness, you are just a substitute."

Cen Yuming, who didn't react for a moment, only felt cold to the core, as if the mountain breeze could make her drift away with the wind.

"Your name is Cen Yuming, and you are Cheng Xinyan's...half-sister. Two years ago..." Situ was massaging my almost frozen hands while recounting the thrilling past in an understatement.


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