Li Qiyu held his chest, struggled to sit up, and sneered at the corner of his mouth: "I feel comfortable everywhere. I didn't die. You must be disappointed."
Bo Yeyuan's heart was filled with sadness, and he rocked to the bedside and held her shoulders: "Why would I want you to die?"
The whole world was dead, and he wanted her to live! He just almost thought she was dead...
"Go away - Bo Yeyuan, I didn't expect you to be so disgusting. Do you have necrophilia or a mental illness? Do you know that you need to see a doctor?"
Bo Yeyuan's lips were pale and he looked down at her: "Li Qiyu, I love you, I have been waiting for you..."
Li Qiyu's heart trembled heavily. She had not forgotten that he said he liked Ye Zhilu and was fascinated by her.
They went into the bathroom to take a shower together, and she helped him get dressed and put on the bed. She liked him to call Ye Zhilu's name.
"It was you who set her up to get pregnant and switch identities with you in the United States." He held onto the bedside table, water dripping from his bangs.
"It's me." Li Qiyu's eyes were indifferent, and his guilt was tortured to the point of being indifferent.
Bo Yeyuan swayed and smiled strangely: "The three-year agreement... is a trap carefully planned by you. You never thought about coming back to me?"
"Of course not," Li Qiyu said expressionlessly, "It's too late for me to avoid a pervert like you. I have to take a detour whenever I see you on the road. Why should I go back to find you?"
Every word was a thorn, piercing deeply into his heart.
Bo Yeyuan's eyes were desolate. Even though he knew she would hurt her, he still asked her personally. Let her have the right to stab him in the heart again and again with the sword.
Li Qiyu's long eyelashes trembled slightly and he said with difficulty: "Bo Yeyuan, don't appear in front of me again. I don't want to look at you again in this life."
But he still wants to see her... wants to see her every day...
Li Qiyu moved out of bed with difficulty. After resting for a while, she gained some strength. She staggered a few steps and Bo Yeyuan suddenly pulled her into his arms!
Li Qiyu had no strength to struggle, so he grabbed his hand in mid-air. In the confusion, he swept the teapot on the table and hit him hard on the head: "You pervert, don't touch me——"
The Western tea set was smashed open on Bo Yeyuan's forehead. Li Qiyu broke away from him and kept a safe distance.
Bo Yeyuan's eyes were empty, and his vision turned into two overlapping images: "I can't touch you. Do you like being touched by Beitang Feng?"
Li Qiyu picked up the mobile phone on the ground.
"You gave him a child..." Bo Yeyuan took a step forward and asked unsteadily, "You have a child, do you really want to marry him?"
Li Qiyu took a big step back and pressed the phone: "I gave birth to his child and the wedding has been booked, don't you know?"
She doesn't want him anymore. Bo Yeyuan's soul seems to be dead. Every day without her prolongs the torture. He is like an immortal monster, and one extra year of his life is equivalent to a thousand years.
"Bo Yeyuan, during our three-year contract, I said that if I live a happy life, you will disappear forever! I am very happy now!"
She is happy without him...
She looked at him with disgust as if he was a murderer.
Bo Yeyuan's last support collapsed, and her body fell to the ground as heavy as a mountain. However, her eyes were still open, looking at her bare feet, so small...
He once held her feet in his big hands and rubbed them gently.
Holding her petite body and spinning around in the room, she caroused like she owned the whole world...
Li Qiyu. How can I love you so much?
Li Qiyu didn't even look at him and dialed Beitang Feng's number.