Chapter 4794

Han Yichu closed his eyes and covered the deep emotion of his eyes. His dancing, his lover, he really had too much to say, he didn't love her well.

In this life, he let her suffer from the beginning.

He couldn't imagine how she persisted in those days and what kind of mentality she used to love him.

He's so sorry to dance.

But he really can't lose her, also can't lose.

Han Yichu's heartache was so severe that he almost fell on his knees because his whole body was in pain.

Han Yichu's eyes were bloody and his body was tense.

Only he himself knew how irritable he was and how much he wanted to kill himself.

How can he tolerate hurt? The person dancing is himself.

At this time, Han Yichu has not fully recovered to his senses. He just has an idea that he must find Qingwu, who is his wife and has always been the one he loves.

Even at this time the pain to the extreme, Han Yichu still hope that she will not leave their own.

When he got back to the bedroom, Han Yichu's face turned even whiter when he saw the things on the bedside table.

He saw the two divorce certificates at a glance.

Hardly need to think or move, Han Yichu's heart trembled a few times.

For a moment, he couldn't breathe at all.

After a long time, he came to the bedside table and picked up the certificate. It was the name of him and Huang Qingwu.

See this, Han Yichu body pain can no longer control, his throat a fishy sweet, a mouthful of blood sprayed out.

The blood was sprayed directly on the certificate.

Han Yichu took the certificate and squatted down slowly, burying his head in his knees.

It's said that a man doesn't shed tears lightly because he doesn't feel sad. At this time, Han Yichu is bleeding and crying in his painful eyes.

"Qingwu, how can you, how can you..."

She was so cruel that she left after giving him a love.

He finally understood what her words meant. It turned out that she gave him a love and left.

How could she? He didn't allow her to leave.

Without remembering everything in the Republic of China, he would not allow her to belong to others, and would not be able to see her with other men.

Before, he didn't know whether it was love or not.

But then he knew that some feelings could not be forgotten, even if he did not know the past, but he also loved her, but he did not understand it.

It was he who made the dance painful and tearful again and again.

He still remembered the way she cried last night. At that time, he thought he hurt her. Now, it's not like that.

It was he who made her hurt from the beginning.

Why, why not let him understand earlier.

Han Yichu smashed his head with his fists in pain. It seemed that only in this way could he feel better and be worthy of leaning.

Han Yichu whispered the name of Huang Qingwu, "Qingwu, Qingwu..."

I don't know how long later, Han Yichu's vision is blurred, all blood red, his body is stiff, he can't move.

It took him a long time to move again. He sat by the bed, shaking his hands, and picked up the card and the envelope.

Han Yichu's heart trembled several times before he squeezed the envelope. He looked at the envelope cover for a long time, but he didn't have the strength to open it to see what was written inside.