·"Crash.," Leng Mingshuohan slid all the wine glasses on the table to the ground. The fragments of the wine glasses and the broken glass stained his hands red. An Xiaoyu smiled bitterly at the door.·
"Where are you? Why didn't you come to me?" Leng Mingshuohan beat and squeezed his hands as if he had lost his mind. Bright red blood spurted out.
"What should I do?" An Xiaoyu collapsed at the door. "I'm engaged, do you know? I'm engaged to someone I don't like at all, just for you. But you don't come to me." Leng Ming
Shuo Han opened his mouth and drank as much as he could.
"Well." An Xiaoyu mustered up her courage. Sometimes people only need one step to become bad. "Han, don't drink anymore," An Xiaoyu took a step forward. Leng Mingshuohan looked at An Xiaoyu with blurred eyes.
Just like looking at Jin Xi.
"Mu'er, are you back?" Leng Mingshuohan stumbled forward and rushed to save An Xiaoyu. "Han, don't drink anymore," An Xiaoyu imitated Jin Xi's tone.
"Don't leave," Leng Mingshuohan hugged An Xiaoyu tightly into his arms. "You're drunk." An Xiaoyu tried to push Leng Mingshuohan away. But this was playing hard to get, wasn't it?
"I'm not drunk, I'm sober." Leng Mingshuohan shook his head. "Really? Then who am I?" An Xiaoyu thought in her heart: Brother Han, as long as you recognize that I am not her, I am willing to change back.
The original me.
"Mu'er, my Mu'er, you are my Mu'er." An Xiaoyu was heartbroken. Leng Mingshuohan held her tightly, and An Xiaoyu felt that all the strength in her body was taken away.
"Then, what should An Xiaoyu do?" An Xiaoyu held on to her last glimmer of hope. "I don't like her. I have never liked her. The person I like is you, Mu'er." Leng Mingshuo froze.
The person pressed on An Xiaoyu's body.
"Ha." An Xiaoyu smiled miserably. "Yes, I am Jin Xi, I am." An Xiaoyu nodded feebly, and Leng Mingshuohan smiled as if he had received some kind of protection.
"Mu'er, I will terminate my engagement with An Xiaoyu tomorrow, and I want to be with you." Leng Mingshuohan said this excitedly, and An Xiaoyu's face completely collapsed.
"Sure enough, if you don't want me when she comes back, then I will let you belong to me forever, forever and ever." An Xiaoyu clenched her hands with sharp eyes.
"Do you really want to be with me?" An Xiaoyu imitated Jin Xi's tone and movements. She is Jin Xi's substitute. "Yes, I just want to be with you." Leng Ming