Chapter 1073 : [The Ending Chapter]: Keep your spirits up and go back
She was struggling in pain and making choices, but she still couldn't nod her head.
Yang Ye knew very well that asking her to make this decision at this time was undoubtedly forcing her to
And he couldn't bear to see her in so much pain, so in the end, he showed her a relieved smile.
"It doesn't matter. I asked a bit urgently. It doesn't matter if you haven't thought about it. Anyway, after we go back, you still have a lot of time to think about it. I will wait until you think about it."
He reached out and rubbed her black hair lovingly as before, showing a smile.
"Wanchi, I believe you will agree to marry me."
His words hit Nanshan Wanchi's heart so hard that she could hardly breathe.
She did not answer Yang Ye directly, but just smiled at him
"Okay, you have a rest and I'm going to bed. Recharge yourself tomorrow and we'll go back."
"Well, okay"
Nodding, after Yang Ye placed a kiss on her forehead, she watched him leave.
The door was gently closed again, and she slumped on the bed weakly, her smile still full of bitterness.
“I can finally go back tomorrow”
She looked at the bright moon through the window bitterly, that smile was so bitter.
Don't think that I will like you if you come up to me
Don't be sentimental, the only person qualified to stand by my side is Ye'er
Huangfu's heartless and cruel words struck her ears, making her breathless.
Lying down on the bed, she tossed and turned, no longer feeling sleepy.
Finally, he simply got up, put some clothes on himself, opened the door and walked out.
Unconsciously, she once again returned to the lotus pond that was familiar to her a few days ago.
I won’t help you, I’m here to accompany you
You are in my heart, that’s why I’m here to accompany you
His footsteps moved towards that seat involuntarily, but he caught a glimpse of Huangfu Yi's lonely figure sitting in front of the stone table.
The movements of his feet suddenly stopped, and his body became stiff at this time.
With lingering eyes, he watched Huangfu Yi drinking wine from a wine bottle, his face flushed.
The biting cold wind hit his thin back mercilessly, but he didn't feel anything at all, still holding the wine bottle and pouring it down his throat.