Chapter 687: Doomsday Valentine's Day: The Whole World Knows
No one spoke except for surprise
"Reese..." I put down the hand on my chin, looked at the figure walking backstage, and muttered to myself.
"What if I'm not happy?" That voice is still echoing in my head, my nasal cavity is sore for no reason, and I want to cry.
"Do you love me?" A voice completely stirred up the memory deep in my mind.
"Love, husband" All the roars at the scene overshadowed the sound coming from my instinct. It was very far away. I forgot what time it was. I was also shouting loudly in the commotion.
"Then...who do I love?" There was no one on the empty stage. The voice was Yan Yeyi, who should be backstage.
"Yan Ye Yi Loves Han Qing" was like a big explosion with thousands of people and voices at the scene, igniting my whole brain.
Pain, the brain is like an inflated balloon, it is getting more and more painful and is almost about to explode.
I held the roots of my hair tightly with one hand, enduring the painful torture and forcing myself to think about that past.
"How do you know?" I was restrained by this voice. I raised my head to look at the stage. A sad face tortured my body and mind like a death. It was like a knife in my heart. I could almost hear my heart bleeding.
the sound of
In just a few seconds, the gorgeous stage turned into blue crystal like a mechanism that was triggered.
The blue stream of light flashed out of the crystal-clear diamond-shaped skeleton, and the words "Yan Ye Yi loves Han Qing" were displayed on the big screen. It was like being cast by an elf, and the fluorescent artistic fonts were so beautiful that it made people's hearts beat.
And above the stage, white lights shone on a young man. The familiar Yan Yeyi was like an angel coming, and the high-altitude Wia slowly sent him down.
The fans of "The Whole World Knows" were extremely excited, and the cute girl next to them even shouted until tears flowed out.
"I want my whole body to know that you are my Yan Yeyi's woman."
The scenes that flashed through my mind seemed to destroy my consciousness. The face on the stage kept struggling in my mind, and it gradually became clear, but who was he and why did I have so many fleeting moments with him?
Jingtong
"But...she doesn't know what to do." The wire tied to Yan Yeyi stopped in mid-air on the stage.
On the throne with a golden dragon hovering, the exquisite rhinestones reflect the shining light. His slender legs are crossed with elegant legs, and one hand is caressing the dragon's head. His charming indifference makes him look a bit like a wounded monster.