"Elder sister, LAN Yichen..." Ling Xiaoxue's eyes have been wet, biting her teeth, said, "he has died."

Just now the blue family took him away, his face is pale, the body has no original temperature

"No..." Ling Xiaoqian shakes her head. She doesn't believe it. She doesn't believe it's true. She doesn't believe that Lan Yichen is really dead. "You lied to me. I won't believe what you said. You go out, go out..."

"Sister, what you said is true..."

Ling xiaoshallow emotional, frantically interrupted her words.

"Get out, I told you to get out, you hear me, I don't want to see you, you get out, get out, get out..."

"OK, I'll go out, sister. Don't be so excited. Be careful of your body." Ling Xiaoxue has never seen her sister like this. She is still very afraid. She doesn't want to stimulate her sister. She obediently retreats.

There was silence in the room.

Ling Xiaoqian clenched his lips in pain. He was so sad and wanted to cry

However, tears just can't flow out, the feeling of suffocation is more sad than death

"Why..."

She shook her head.

"Why is it like this? Why is it like this... "

The heart is so painful, so uncomfortable, but just can't cry out, repressed in the heart, only feel a burst of suffocation, but just, this kind of suffocation won't die, just let her die

"Yichen..."

She called his name, clearly did not cry, the voice has been hoarse, as if in the heart, has been crying dry tears.

That kind of painful suffocation can't vent, repress in the heart, let her again can't bear, faint in the past.

At the door, Ji chuyang looks at her weak body lying there, holding tightly between her fingers, telling her not to give up, not to be heartbroken, but her heart is still painful, not to give up

Seeing his beloved with his own eyes and suffering like this, he really can't be so cold-blooded.

He was really willing to be cold-blooded, so that he would no longer feel heartache for her.

How did this happen?

He shouldn't be so impulsive. If he calms down, things won't become totally irreversible.