"I don't need to accompany you. I'm waiting for you to collect the body for me." Xiang Yutian said, "I want the last remaining warmth in my body to come from you."
He confessed all his sins and gave account of all matters.
The death penalty is inevitable.
There is no doubt about it.
There are some things that if he doesn't say them now, he will never have the chance to say them again...
"..."
Stop talking.
Stop talking.
Jiang Weiyi's heart was in pain from being cut out with a knife.
"Miaomiao, remember, I have never hated you, and I am willing to do anything for you." Xiang Yutian pulled her up from his arms, looked at the tears on her face with distress, and wiped them away with his fingertips, "
Drop it once until the day I die, and never cry again."
"..."
Jiang Weiwei shook his head.
"Let your last tears flow for me." Xiang Yutian lowered his head and pressed a gentle kiss on her forehead, "This is my last wish."
"don't want……"
Jiang Weiwei threw herself into his arms again, feeling the hot body temperature of his body...
No.
He is a living person and he will not die so easily.
He is Xiang Yutian, a monster. Monsters live for thousands of years. How could he die so easily... No, no.
However, Xiang Yutian seemed to think that she shed few tears, and said quietly, "Miaomiao, I'm not afraid of death, but I'm afraid that I won't be able to let you go or leave you when I die..."
"Then don't leave. Even if everything is irreversible, your adoptive father can still save you, right?"
Jiang Weiwei leaned into his arms and murmured softly.
As long as he is willing to go out, everything is still possible.
"Then I won't be able to see you now." Xiang Yutian objected directly, "I can only take one more look at you."
He was rescued.
She won't be with him either.
In this case, he could be sure that her heart was with him before he died, so that his heart would be full.
"..."
Crazy Xiang Yutian.
Jiang Weiyi leaned against him and felt uncomfortable, feeling that his body was not his.
The wind on the rooftop was very strong, and Jiang Weiwei's long hair was blown into a mess, frequently being thrown onto Xiang Yutian's body.
He held her in his arms. Less than a meter away, there was the endless flow of the city and boundless freedom...
But he would rather be imprisoned here.
Don't step out of this short one meter.
———☆————☆————☆————☆————
The next few days.
Xiang Yutian pestered Jiang Weiwei and talked a lot, and even prepared the dishes for her every week.
Jiang Weiyi felt like there was a mountain on his shoulders.
Whenever Xiang Yutian was making funeral arrangements, she felt like she was suffocating and almost dying.
Gradually, she did not dare to see Xiang Yutian again.
She couldn't digest all the funeral arrangements he arranged...
After walking out of the elevator, Jiang Weiyi returned to his apartment. He felt uncomfortable in his stomach and felt so sour that he wanted to vomit...
There were some minor ailments in her body, but she had no time to worry about them.
Jiang Weiwei had just pushed open the door of the apartment and saw that the mess inside after being smashed had been restored to exactly the same as before.
Anjo must have sent someone here again.
Just as Jiang Weiwei was about to go in, there was a burst of neat footsteps behind her, and she turned her head.
I saw Gu Ying leading dozens of people to crowd the corridor, each of them holding a large cardboard box...
Lone Ying was also holding a cardboard box, his face full of hatred, staring at her.
I wish I could eat her flesh and drink her blood. "I don't need to accompany you. I'm waiting for you to collect the body for me." Xiang Yutian said, "I want the last remaining warmth in my body to come from you."
He confessed all his sins and gave account of all matters.
The death penalty is inevitable.
There is no doubt about it.
There are some things that if he doesn't say them now, he will never have the chance to say them again...
"..."
Stop talking.
Stop talking.
Jiang Weiyi's heart was in pain from being cut out with a knife.
"Miaomiao, remember, I have never hated you, and I am willing to do anything for you." Xiang Yutian pulled her up from his arms, looked at the tears on her face with distress, and wiped them away with his fingertips, "
Drop it once until the day I die, and never cry again."
"..."
Jiang Weiwei shook his head.
"Let your last tears flow for me." Xiang Yutian lowered his head and pressed a gentle kiss on her forehead, "This is my last wish."
"don't want……"
Jiang Weiwei threw herself into his arms again, feeling the hot body temperature of his body...
No.
He is a living person and he will not die so easily.
He is Xiang Yutian, a monster. Monsters live for thousands of years. How could he die so easily... No, no.
However, Xiang Yutian seemed to think that she shed few tears, and said quietly, "Miaomiao, I'm not afraid of death, but I'm afraid that I won't be able to let you go or leave you when I die..."
"Then don't leave. Even if everything is irreversible, your adoptive father can still save you, right?"
Jiang Weiwei leaned into his arms and murmured softly.
As long as he is willing to go out, everything is still possible.
"Then I won't be able to see you now." Xiang Yutian objected directly, "I can only take one more look at you."
He was rescued.
She won't be with him either.
In this case, he could be sure that her heart was with him before he died, so that his heart would be full.
"..."
Crazy Xiang Yutian.
Jiang Weiyi leaned against him and felt uncomfortable, feeling that his body was not his.
The wind on the rooftop was very strong, and Jiang Weiwei's long hair was blown into a mess, frequently being thrown onto Xiang Yutian's body.
He held her in his arms. Less than a meter away, there was the endless flow of the city and boundless freedom...
But he would rather be imprisoned here.
Don't step out of this short one meter.
———☆————☆————☆————☆————
The next few days.
Xiang Yutian pestered Jiang Weiwei and talked a lot, and even prepared the dishes for her every week.
Jiang Weiyi felt like there was a mountain on his shoulders.
Whenever Xiang Yutian was making funeral arrangements, she felt like she was suffocating and almost dying.
Gradually, she did not dare to see Xiang Yutian again.
She couldn't digest all the funeral arrangements he arranged...
After walking out of the elevator, Jiang Weiyi returned to his apartment. He felt uncomfortable in his stomach and felt so sour that he wanted to vomit...
There were some minor ailments in her body, but she had no time to worry about them.
Jiang Weiwei had just pushed open the door of the apartment and saw that the mess inside after being smashed had been restored to exactly the same as before.
Anjo must have sent someone here again.
Just as Jiang Weiwei was about to go in, there was a burst of neat footsteps behind her, and she turned her head.
I saw Gu Ying leading dozens of people to crowd the corridor, each of them holding a large cardboard box...
Lone Ying was also holding a cardboard box, his face full of hatred, staring at her.