When the door was closed, silence returned to the dormitory. Yan Yu was in so much pain that he could hardly breathe. He stretched out his hand and stroked Bei Xiaoxiao's calm face, as if he could see her jumping down.
The moment she walked into the lotus pond, she was so calm and peaceful. Did she think she could catch up with him no matter what she did?
Xiaoxiao, why are you so stupid? Why...
Big, crystal-clear tears seemed to fall from the sky and fell on Bei's small face. Who said that men don't shed tears easily, but they are not sad.
Unspeakable regret weighed heavily on his heart. He was wrong. He thought he was doing her a favor by hiding it from her. He thought that saying such extreme words to her before cheating his death would reduce her sadness.[
It was because he underestimated her too much. Instead of getting the results he wanted, he was self-defeating and ruined her life in vain.
At this moment, he regretted very much that he didn't cut Yanxuan into pieces. It was all him. If he hadn't deliberately rebelled, he wouldn't have had to pretend to be dead to lure the snake out of the hole, but now everything he said was in vain.
"Xiao Xiao..." Yan Yu picked up one of her catkins and suddenly thought of something, then reached into his arms and took out a delicate platinum ring inlaid with the most precious crystals. This one
The ring is specially prepared for her.
Looking at this ring, he couldn't help but think of the day he proposed.
He will never forget that she said to him in shy words: "In our place, if a man wants to propose to a woman, he must at least prepare a ring and a bouquet of flowers."
What's funny is that he mistakenly used the yellow chrysanthemum used in worship to propose to her, and also used his own dragon-patterned ring to make her compromise.
Every time he thought about that embarrassing scene, he would feel embarrassed, but at the same time he felt sweet, because in the end she accepted his ring, although it was more coercive, but it was automatically ignored by him.
Yan Yu put the ring in his hand on the middle finger of her left hand. He once heard her say that the engagement ring is worn on the middle finger and the wedding ring is worn on the little finger. This ring is the replacement ring for the last proposal.
Yan Yu held up the back of her hand, lowered his head and kissed it gently. Hot tears fell down his cheeks on the back of her hand, and then fell down.
