Hearing the emotional murmurs, Jiang Xueya stiffened and had the illusion that she was still in a dream.
She pinched her arm hard with her hand, and the clear pain let her know that she was not in a dream.
But those murmurs were exactly the same as what she heard in her dream.
Looking in the direction of the sound, I saw that on the bed not far from the iron cage, the young man's dark hair was scattered on the ground, covering up most of his stunning appearance, and his lips were moving slightly.[
She was startled, and suddenly looked at him and opened her eyes.
The red eyes covered with a layer of confusion turned slightly, and then locked her gaze directly.
He frowned, then slowly straightened up, turned his head, and looked at her with a complicated expression.
That gaze contained so many things that she couldn't see clearly for a while.
There is confusion, annoyance, and a trace of inquiry.
He slept like that with his clothes on. When he woke up, he got out of bed and walked towards her.
His thin body was so slender, and he looked down at her.
His face looked very bad, and his brows were full of fatigue.
Looking...very haggard...
She secretly cursed herself for not living up to expectations. Even now, looking at him like this, she still feels distressed.
He just looked at her steadily, without moving his eyes, staring deeply, as if he wanted to see through her.
The expression on his face, at first glance, showed trouble.
Something is bothering him!
His brows tightened for a while and relaxed for a while.
He looked at her vaguely with his blood-red eyes.
"Ruoyan is dead..."
After a while, he finally spoke.
A trace of surprise flashed in Jiang Xueya's eyes, and then returned to normal.
Is Yun Ruoyan dead?[
The woman who always stood between her and Jiyue Liuyin...is dead...
He died so easily.
She also thought about torturing her slowly.
I can't tell you what I feel in my heart.
She has no joy, let alone any sadness.
Even if Yun Ruoyan is not dead now...she will kill her with her own hands.