Chapter 692: Doomsday Valentine's Day: Remember to wait for me
"Master, I'm sorry." A group of bodyguards who had just chased outside the hospital took a stance and rushed towards Yan Yeyi.
I subconsciously wanted to protect Yan Yeyi and opened my arms to block Yan Yeyi. Why is Yan Yeyi like this? Why is this world so unfair?
Yan Yeyi walked out of the hospital with dejected steps. He always lowered his head, burying his sadness under his long sea of flow.
"Remember to wait for me." Seeing those tough guys about to hit Yan Yeyi, Yan Yeyi's faint voice suddenly sounded behind him.
I turned my head and glanced at him. It was still the gentle Yan Yeyi. He smiled lightly and talked to himself.
It is raining lightly in the sky, the whole city is shrouded in a hazy veil, and the traffic on the road is still honking.
In only three minutes, in this seemingly ordinary space, Yan Ye struck back hard with his elbow, hitting the last bodyguard in black in the throat. The bodyguard in black fell with a bang in the rain stained red with blood.
The rain was pouring down harder and harder. Yan Ye supported his tired body. He had already thrown away his wedding dress. He was wearing a white shirt. The blood stains were washed away by the rain and spread out on the clothes.
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Step by step, my tears could not be washed away by the rain. Clutching my painful heart, I followed Yan Yeyi and got into the car again.
Yan Yeyi, I want to call him, but I have not forgotten that I am just an empty shadow
He cried and drove the car. His hands that had just stopped on the steering wheel were rubbing his eyes hard to prevent his tears from flowing out of the corners of his eyes.
I covered my mouth and sobbed, looking at his red eyes that I had rubbed, and tears gathering in circles. I had already shed a river of tears.
He quickly returned to his small house, got out of the car and hurriedly rushed in the door
"Bang..." Yan Ye stood on the door with one hand, as if he was very tired, and slammed into the door.
"Yan Yeyi..." Tears flowed uncontrollably. I called his name and rushed up to help him. I was like air, penetrating directly through his body.
Yan Yeyi covered her chest, walked to the refrigerator, filled a crystal clear glass container with ice cubes, and walked to the bathroom. I quickly followed.
Unexpectedly, he slammed the bathroom door and seemed to have locked it.
"Yan Yeyi..." I yelled desperately, trying to knock on the door, but when I touched the frosted glass with my hand, I felt nothing, like a void soul, and I drifted into the bathroom silently through the door.