Jiu Lanlong helped Mo Xue to the sofa and saw An Yuchen leaning next to the sofa. His face was as pale as snow, his lips were purple, and blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth.
A trace of surprise flashed in his silver eyes, and Jiu Lanlu immediately squatted down: "Chen! You..."
"Chen..." Mo Xue looked at An Yuchen. Compared to her current condition, An Yuchen looked more like she had been poisoned. And she had no reaction yet.
An Yuchen's eyes were half-squinted: "Ah... I won the bet, I won."
"An Yuchen, what are you talking about? What's wrong with you?" Mo Xue frowned.
"Xue, I bet that you would drink two glasses of wine by yourself, but you actually did. So, my bet was won, my bet was won..." An Yuchen said with a smile.
"Did you take the poison yourself?" Jiu Lan looked at An Yuchen.
An Yuchen's eyes looked at Jiulan Long. He raised his hand and slowly placed it on Long's shoulder: "One of you is my brother...and the other is my lover. How could I hurt you?"
What? Xue, don’t worry, the pills you just put down are not poisonous."
"Why are you doing this, Chen, why are you doing this! Antidote, please take the antidote quickly." Jiu Lanlong clenched his fists.
"It's useless, there is no antidote!"
"Chen...you!" Jiu Lanlu's fist was shaking.
"Hazy... I, I want to have a few words with Mo Xue alone, and give her to me for the last time, for the last time." An Yuchen said.
Jiu Lanlu raised his head half way and glanced at Mo Xue with his silver-gray eyes. He stood up and walked out of the living room. His body was trembling slightly with every step he took, and his clenched fists never loosened.
The living room became quiet, and there was no executor, no one except Mo Xue and An Yuchen.
She was as frozen as a stone. She could hardly believe the change in that moment. Like a scale, the weight suddenly tipped to the other side.
"Snow..." he shouted weakly and hoarsely.
Mo Xue slowly lowered her eyes and looked at An Yuchen. At this time, he looked so haggard: "Why, why?!"
"Come here."
Mo Xue slowly knelt down: "An Yuchen, you are still playing games, right? You haven't taken poison, right? How could you commit suicide? How could you do such a thing... You... lied to me...
"Her tone became less and less firm, because, seeing him a little weaker, she had slowly felt that this was reality...
Squatting down little by little, she stretched out her hand tremblingly, but did not dare to touch An Yuchen: "Why are you doing this? Why are you doing this?"
An Yuchen looked at Mo Xue in confusion: "How could I kill you again?"
"Then how can you choose to die by yourself?!" She almost shouted loudly.
"I, I knew a long time ago that it would become like this... These days, I have seen today, Snow... I, can no longer keep you. You really no longer belong to me." He
He smiled, with sadness in his eyes.
"you……"
"You really, hate me."
Mo Xue was already in tears: "Then you don't have to choose to die by yourself?!"
"Mo Xue, do you still remember what you said? It is really painful to forget someone you love deeply. Rather than bear this kind of pain, I would rather die!" An Yuchen said with a smile.
Mo Xue opened her eyes and tears kept falling. She couldn't control it at all: "Chen, don't die, don't do this..."
"I'm sorry, Xue..." An Yuchen raised his hand and touched Mo Xue's cheek little by little. His big palm was already a little cold.
Xue... I'm sorry for causing you pain these days... Do you know? If you are not happy, I will not be happy either. Even if I imprison you, I will not be happy.
But forgive me, it’s really hard to let you go. I don’t want to let go, and I don’t even want to forget to love you. Because I can’t forget, I have no choice but to die and take this love to the grave.
I'm sorry...I love you...so much that I would rather die.
"Xue... please, hug me again." An Yuchen prayed.
Moxue looked at An Yuchen crying and hugged his body. Tears slid down her cheeks and dripped onto An Yuchen's shoulders.
"No, don't cry." Xue, you are still the same you I knew before. You have not changed at all, and my love for you has only deepened.
"Chen...what can I do?"
"Live well... live well and live your life with the one you love. Be happy, laugh, and be happy together!" An Yuchen said, closing his eyes weakly.
As he climbed up, his hand hung down weakly as if his tendon had been severed. His whole body also lost strength and fell completely into Mo Xue's arms.
"Chen!" She shouted loudly, but she could never call him back to open his eyes.
He lost his breathing, his heartbeat, and his pulse. He could only lie in the arms of his beloved and leave with a smile...
One is a brother, the other is a lover, but he has the heart to hurt one of you? Xue, I am so unwilling... so unwilling... But, seeing your happy smile, I am so satisfied, so satisfied.
I can't let you go, I can't forget you, I can only choose to die...
Mo Xue hugged An Yuchen and cried loudly. At this time, Jiu Lanlu stood outside the living room door with one hand clenched into a fist. He could hear the person inside crying heartbreakingly...
He punched the wall, closed his eyes, and the tears he had been holding back for a long time still flowed down...
On this day, Mo Xue held An Yuchen's body and cried for a long time. She even forgot to pay attention to the bomb tied to her waist. However, the countdown time for the bomb had long passed and it did not explode. Only then did she realize that the bomb was
If it's fake, it won't explode at all.
The executor of the Contract of Law also left the villa after An Yuchen's death. Those cold-blooded people seemed to have known all this for a long time. They had been ordered to leave by An Yuchen a long time ago, and they would not have done anything.
Make things difficult for them.
Chen...you came today with a death mentality, right? You didn't even want to go back alive. Is this what you call closure?
This kind of ending is too unacceptable.
Later, she and Jiu Lanlu buried An Yuchen's body together. Before burying An Yuchen, a man who claimed to be a lawyer came to Mo Xue. He told Mo Xue that An Yuchen left half of all his assets.
Give it to her and leave the other half to An Xiaoyu.
Only then did Mo Xue realize that Xiaoyu was really not dead. That night, An Yuchen finally saved her daughter.
In fact, An Yuchen had really decided to die long ago. During the time when Mo Xue was imprisoned, this idea became stronger and stronger.
And An Xiaoyu, his daughter. She no longer has a mother and a father. How painful is it to live? She is so small, so small. Instead of letting her live in pain, it is better to let her die together. Xiaoyu
, don’t blame your father for being cruel, our family can be reunited in heaven.
An Yuchen really made up his mind at that time. But when Mo Xue placed An Xiaoyu's shocked body in front of his eyes, he really wanted to stand by and watch.