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Chapter 333: End! Han Junrong Chapter! (8)
"I...I..." Is the person in front of her really the aloof Han Junrong? Looking at the sincere pleading on his face, Yun Feifei found that she couldn't say no.
"Come back to me, I can't live without you, only you can warm my heart, I love you!" Han Junrong held her face and expressed his heart seriously and affectionately.
"You...you..." Was he confessing to himself? Yun Feifei's face was full of fright. Except for "me, that's you," she couldn't say the third word in her mouth. She didn't listen.
That's right, he actually loves her. Is he serious?
"Don't leave me again. I won't be able to bear it without you by my side." Han Junrong hugged her tightly as if he was worried that she would suddenly leave him.
"You said you love me, but why did you use me as bait when you were in the palace? Do you know how much you hurt my heart?" He loves her, does he really love her? If he loves her,
, why do you want to do things that hurt her? Thinking of that humiliating thing, Yun Feifei couldn't help crying, and the crystal tears kept falling from her eyes like broken pearls.
"I'm sorry. The biggest mistake I made was that thing I did. Please forgive me. I will never do anything to hurt you again." Han Junrong opened up the old account that he had hardly forgotten.
Only then did I understand why she didn't want to stay with him. It turned out that he had done such a wrong thing.
"Once unfaithful a hundred times, I can't forget it." He had hurt her heart so much. Could a word of apology be enough to compensate for her already riddled heart? The pain was deeply imprinted in her heart.
Deep down, Yun Feifei pushed him away violently.
"I can't forgive myself for the wrong thing I did to you, so please use my blood to wash it away." After saying this, Han Junrong reached into his arms and pulled out a dagger, covering his ears with lightning speed.
The force penetrated into his heart.
"No...why are you doing this?"
Seeing the bright red blood continuously overflowing from the wound, Yun Feifei's heart suddenly throbbed. Seeing his body shaking and about to fall, she quickly stepped forward to support him, and the tears that kept falling became more fierce.
.
"I owe you this. I hope I can use my blood to wash away your memory. Please forgive me for being such a bastard and hurting you so deeply." Han Junrong ignored the constant flow.
He didn't care about the blood dripping from his face, nor his face that gradually turned pale. He just held her hand tightly, looked at her deeply, and told her his feelings.
