Chapter 1817

"What did your ancestors ask you?"

With a pair of black boots in front of her, she trembled all over and became conscious again. She bit her lower lip tightly and stimulated her five senses of pain with pain. "What are you doing?"

She knows who it is, that is, this man tortures himself for life after life, makes her constantly reincarnate, makes her remember everything, and lets her watch the man she likes to like any woman, but does not like herself.

She never knew why there was such a cruel person in the world. No, he was not human.

His ink hair is like silk, and he is wantonly scattered behind his head. He is dressed in an ivory robe, with black clouds embroidered on his collar and sleeves, taking advantage of his cool and handsome face.

Cold fingertips raised her chin, "looking at the beloved man married someone else, the taste of the heart is not good?"

"What is it to do with you?"

"If I marry you, I can avenge you."

"No need." She turned her head, looking at the direction of the palace, "he is happy, I am satisfied, and please don't be amorous again."

The wind was blowing at the bottom of his eyes, and his squinted eyes showed signs of danger.

"Yan Jue."

Yan Jue was stunned. This was the first time she called his name. Her voice was cold with a trace of indifference. Maybe it was Yan Jue who made him unable to turn over in the future.

"Do you really like me?"

He strained his lip line and kept silent.

Of course not. At first, it was just because she didn't want to marry herself, and she was indignant. What kind of woman did he want? But met her so unkind, get her seems to become obsession.

But persistent for so long, the taste will always change.

His feelings for her also changed. He would be jealous and crazy to see her grieve for others.

"It's really unfortunate to be liked by you. If I like you one day, I might as well disappear forever." She blurted out such a sentence and closed her eyes.

After the end of that life, she paid a more painful price for what she said. In the next life, she became a singer and was not qualified to like Su Zihan.

Yan Jue thought that he had already forgotten that sentence, but when she really disappeared, he knew that he had always remembered it.

In his sleep, Yan Jue was very uneasy. He took the hand of the fifth Nian and said in his dream, "I will become what you like. I will change. I really will. Don't disappear, OK?"

The fifth read ignored the pain of the hand, gently patted his shoulder, choked vomit a word, "good."