Han Qiancheng hugged her tightly: "I don't want anything, I just want you, Ling'er, don't leave me."
Yan Ruoling's tears flowed out like broken beads: "I think so too, but..."
The blood from the corners of her lips kept flowing out, and the expression on her face was very painful.
Yan Ruoling could feel her life passing by little by little. There were too many ties and things in her heart that she couldn't let go of.
Thinking of Han Qiancheng, the child in her belly, and the relatives and friends around her.
Even though she felt extremely reluctant to give up, she didn't have time anymore.
Yan Ruoling looked at Yan Jingxuan and said in a weak voice: "Brother, can you forgive him?"
Yan Jingxuan nodded with red eyes.
Yan Ruoling smiled slightly and put her hand on her belly, her eyes full of nostalgia: "I'm sorry, kid, it's your mother who didn't protect you well. Don't blame your father. He didn't mean it. He actually likes you very much."
After saying that, she raised her eyes to look at Han Qiancheng and asked, "Is that right?"
Han Qiancheng burst into tears. He kept nodding his head but could not say a word.
Yan Ruoling stretched out her hand to wipe the tears from his face and said, "I like you too, very much. What about you?"
Han Qiancheng lowered his head and gently placed his thin lips on hers. He kissed away the blood on her lips and whispered in her ear: "I love you, I love you very much."
Yan Ruoling smiled, and the hand around his neck suddenly loosened and fell to the ground. She leaned her head on Han Qiancheng's shoulder and closed her eyes, but the corners of her lips were still raised, as if she was asleep.
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Han Qiancheng's body froze. He looked down at Yan Ruoling and softly called her name: "Ling'er."
But the person in his arms never responded.
"Ling'er."
Han Qiancheng hugged Yan Ruoling tightly and cried heartbrokenly. He finally lost her.
He had lost the only light in his life, and at this moment he was filled with regret and heartbroken.
"Ling'er."
Yan Jingxuan didn't believe that his sister died like this. He wanted to snatch Yan Ruoling's body back, but Han Qiancheng held her and refused to let go.
Anger and resentment filled his heart. Yan Jingxuan punched Han Qiancheng in the face and said, "Give my sister back to me."
Han Qiancheng did not fight back. He allowed Yan Jingxuan to hit him, but he was unwilling to let go of the person in his arms.
Yan Jingxuan cursed angrily: "Why are you pretending to be affectionate now? If you hadn't attacked the city? How could Ling'er die? She has already died once for you.
Do you think you are lucky enough to survive? Feng Changling didn't kill you, but Ling'er didn't know.
She thought she had killed you, so she foolishly wanted to be buried with you. She used the star you gave her to cut her own wrist and bleed a lot.
If she hadn't been discovered in time, she would have died long ago, along with the child in her belly. Do you know how happy she is after knowing that she has your flesh and blood?
She has been looking forward to it, hoping that you will come back, hoping that you will come to take their mother and son back, but what about you? What have you done?
Since you like her, why do you want to hurt her? All of us are giving you opportunities, but you don't know how to cherish them.
What kind of dignity do you have now, holding on to my sister’s body?”
Yan Jingxuan waved his hand and punched him hard again. Han Qiancheng fell to the ground and let go of his hand, but the words Yan Jingxuan just said kept echoing in his mind.
It turns out that silly girl committed suicide. It turns out that she thought he was dead and wanted to be with him.
Han Qiancheng finally understood the pain she felt at the beginning. Even if she died, he would not want to live anymore.