Chapter 135: Chapter 14 Return to the World of Life 4
Only then did Ren Qingci notice the mysterious fate of where she was. Today, they were in the same place where the tragedy happened.
Yin Haoyue's smile gradually turned cold: "At that time, you said you would sacrifice yourself to save me. I believed you. Haha, it's silly, right? I actually believed it. What happened? You personally taught me this lesson, the so-called 'sisterhood'
It's so fake. People in the world are so selfish. No one is willing to protect another person unconditionally, let alone sacrifice himself. Still here today, you said you want to let me go, and you want to stay in my place. It's funny. What do you want me to do to trust you again?
Once? Well? Ren Celadon, let me tell you, the Yin Jiaoyue of the past has died long ago, and I will never believe any of your nonsense again, absolutely never again."
"Bright Moon..." Ren Celadon's voice was choked with sobs. It was the first time she heard with her own ears that he had hurt her so deeply, "I really didn't lie to you. If I can make you live well, if I can do something for you,
Make up for my sins, and even if you let me die, you will never complain and give me another chance, okay? Trust me again, just this time..."
Bu Nanxiao stepped forward and supported Ren Qingci's trembling shoulders. Yin Jiaoyue still stood arrogantly, sneered and said nothing.
Young Master Xiu's cold voice finally appeared: "Bright Moon". He stepped forward when she was saying those words. At this time, he faced Ren Qingci and Bu Nanxiao and said, "Let me talk to her alone."
Bu Nanxiao nodded, supported Ren Qingci who was whimpering softly, and left first, leaving only Xiu Jiyin and Yin Jiaoyue in his ears.
Yin Jiaoyue didn't look at him: "Young master, there is nothing to talk about between us." The last two words were as sharp as a knife.
Xiu Jiyin smiled slowly: "Maybe I always force others to make things difficult." He squatted down, stretched out his hand, and let the cold river water slide through his fingers. His thin finger bones had a chill that was colder than the river water: "I remember it was you in the beginning.
You tried your best to break into my sight and made me notice that you were different from anyone else. At that time, no matter what difficult things I asked you to do, you would agree. I knew that you were trying to please me.
I hate other people's flattery, but only for you..." He squeezed his hands soaked in the Angelica River, but the water still slipped through his fingers, and he couldn't hold it, so he laughed again, low and lonely.
Yin Jiaoyue frowned, still raising her head proudly, but her heart ached.