Sheng Yujing clenched her fists tightly and opened her eyes. Her clear amber eyes were filled with a layer of mist, hazy and blurred. Her thin lips slightly raised an arc: "Let's leave Er's first."
"Well..." Qian nodded silently.
"While Ivan Xia has no time to take care of us now, we'd better leave first." Jin echoed.
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Everyone followed Jing's footsteps and left the engagement banquet venue.
Waves of moist sea breeze swept over, and two young men who looked like gods stood on the cliff.
Kite's purple hair was blown by the sea breeze, her bright eyes were filled with sadness, and her delicate facial features shone in the sunlight.
Another young man had messy silver hair and a pair of blue eyes that shone brighter than diamonds, but there was a touch of sadness in them, completely without the usual evil charm and aloofness.
He didn't take off his dress, and his slender index finger hooked up to a shining necklace. The necklace was given to him by one of Ling's men. It was said that it was found in the grass, and it might be An Xiaoruo's.
thing.
"Ye, do you believe that Xiaoruo and Zhuo will really die?" There was a trace of hope in Gong Jingling's eyes.
a long time..
Sheng Yuye looked at the necklace with some sadness, then turned to Zero and said three words firmly: "No..."
Gong Jingling's hope for death was encouraged, and the fire of hope in his eyes burned even more intensely: "As long as An Xiaoruo's body is not found for one day, Xiaoruo is not dead."
"Yeah." Ye nodded slightly, but silently said in his heart: An Xiaoruo, you are not allowed to die, do you understand?
No matter where you are, I will find you?
As long as I am here, you will never be allowed to die in front of me!!
This is a strange city.
The noisy streets, the constant traffic of cars, the busy people, and the bustling scene.
This is a villa for the upper class. There is a girl lying in the huge room. The girl's messy black hair sticks to her cheeks, and her long eyelashes cover her eyelids, casting a shadow.
The fair and delicate skin is rosy, and the pink lips are still a little pale.
In the huge room, next to the bed were a middle-aged man in a suit and a luxuriously dressed woman. The luxuriously dressed woman sat on the bedside and looked at the girl uneasily. Another doctor in a white coat stood next to him and talked with the middle-aged man.
chat.
"How is Dr. Li? How come it's been a month and she still hasn't woken up?"
For some reason, the middle-aged man actually cared so much about a 16-year-old girl. Maybe it was because she looked so much like his daughter who died a year ago, so he couldn't help but feel pity for her.
If not, it was his fault back then, and Zichun (their daughter) would not have died.