If it weren't for Xiaomei... he would still send himself to Fengxi Country himself.
Her happiness does not need anyone else to fulfill it, especially when that person is someone she cares about very much.
"Lian'er, why..."
Sikong Yuecang obviously couldn't believe that Wanwan would reject him.
He has already planned their future...
He ran to her in high spirits...but she actually said she would not leave with him.
Her words were like a bucket of ice water poured into his heart.
The passion in his heart was suddenly extinguished.
"Because, I said, I have decided to give up on you."
"The moment you said sorry to me by the lake, I had already given up on you."
A look of horror gradually appeared in Sikong Yuecang's eyes. He stretched out his hands to hold his bent shoulders, "Lian'er, how can you give up? Don't you have no nostalgia at all for so many years of love?"
Wanwan looked at him blankly.
How could she not miss you...
If she didn't miss him...looking at him now...she wouldn't feel so painful.
"Yue Cang, actually, there is no need for you to treat me like this."
She curved her lips, stretched out her hands to pry his hands away, and then walked around him.
"Because, I am not the Lian'er you love at all!"
When she tells all the truth, he will no longer swear that he loves her.
She is not Shangguan Chulian at all.
Not the Shangguan Chulian he loved.
Sikong Yuecang stood up, stared at her back, and said with a puzzled expression, "Lian'er, what do you mean?"
What's not the Lian'er he likes? What is she talking about?
Wanwan bit her lip and took a deep breath.
She turned around, smiled at him, then pointed to her body and said, "Inside this, inside this body, is another soul."
Sikong Yuecang looked at her blankly, frowned and said, "Lian'er, what exactly do you want to say?"
"Wrong, I am not Lian'er. My name is Wanwan, Mei Wanwan. The Lian'er you love may no longer be there."
She remembered that when she woke up, her wrist was still wrapped in gauze.