Qian Weiran climbed hard to the edge of the cliff step by step. The wound on her knee was already nothing.
Because the hole in the heart can never be repaired?
Just like Mu Qingcheng? What if he died? Qian Weiran would never forgive herself in this life, never in her whole life?
Mu Qingcheng, you did it on purpose, right? You just want me to feel sorry for you, right?
Mu Qingcheng, I have to say, you are really a bastard! A heinous bastard!!
Let me tell you now! Mu Qingcheng! You succeeded! You successfully aroused my guilt and guilt towards you. Are you satisfied now? What an ordinary friend!
That sounds really nice?
Mu Qingcheng, you have fallen in love with me? Right?
I may not know why you want to hide it. This is not your character at all, is it?
But I know that I have no hope now. If I come down to accompany you, will you take me away?
Mu Qingcheng...
You are really an asshole...
The tears had dried up long ago. She didn't know how many tears she had shed for him. She was so choked that she could not speak. The last drop of tears also dissipated with the wind.
However, when Qian Weiran was desperate and wanted to go with Mu Qingcheng? There was actually a pair of hands hugging her from behind, and a familiar and sweet magnetic voice slowly sounded behind her head: "I don't allow you to go there.
?Don’t you know it’s dangerous on the edge of the cliff?! Why did a person come here alone?”
The faint fragrance of pear blossoms gradually enveloped Qian Wei dye, with that familiar warmth, the kind of breath that haunted her even in her dreams. Qian Wei dyed her hair in a dazed state and gradually regained consciousness. She turned her head numbly, her eyes reflected
If you get that one, it’s even more beautiful than pear blossoms.
His slender face and flaxen hair were messy by the cold wind on the top of the mountain, but it still did not affect his beauty at all. Perhaps, His Royal Highnesses, the First King, the Second Young Master and the Third Young Master, are both temperamental and handsome men.
It does not affect their aristocratic temperament at all.
The luminous clear brown pupils reflected by the moonlight were actually full of worry at this moment. In the past, Qian Weiran had only seen coldness, darkness, indifference, and even in these beautiful and incredible eyes.
numbness.
Only, after they knew each other's identities, their relationship became different?
Maybe it's because of the bond between them when they were young? Maybe it's the different and subtle emotions that exist between them? In short, Qian Weiran makes Jian Yixi's eyes warm? It's just... Qian Weiran doesn't know that she will
Will Jian Yixi's extremely beautiful eyes lose their warmth again?
Doesn’t she know? There are too many things happening now, too many!! Her world has been in chaos for a long time? Has praying for a simple life really become a luxury?
When she sees Jian Yixi now, she only has one feeling, that is, she wants to hug him tightly!! Tightly! But, she can't...
"Cheng... fell off the cliff to save me... Wuwu..."
She tried hard to suppress her emotions and make herself look normal, but she couldn't do it. She really couldn't do it. Why did the world become like this? Why!
"What?" Jian Yixi was stunned.
"Why didn't you come earlier? Why...why...it would have been better even a minute earlier...wuwu..."