Chapter 2729

The right thumb and forefinger knuckles tightly hold the letter, until the knuckles of the two fingers are white, Yunjian releases the letter, chuckles, and makes a sound to the air, which seems to be to the God Ji who has passed away:

"I know, I always know."

I've always known that you want to surpass me, not to become stronger, it's just the spiritual support for your survival.

Can God Ji, I so desperately become strong, is to not be overtaken by you, because I don't want to let you go back to the dead of their own.

...

the light rain outside the open curtain blows the curtain with a little light wind.

Yunjian's words, falling in this ethereal and lonely open area, can no longer be heard by the woman she wants to convey.

After the voice that sounds like self-talk falls, Yunjian suddenly draws a red arc. Her light eyes sink slightly: "in fact, you also know that, don't you?"

In the dark soul organization, as a Buddhist, she made every effort to become stronger, because she knew that she had already entrusted the spirit of survival to her.

But she didn't know it, and Shenji knew it.

They never mentioned this face-to-face, but they fought against each other in an ordinary way.

But in fact, God Ji's talent is not much less than cloud paper.

In order not to let God Ji lose this spiritual support, cloud paper has worked hard to become stronger and stronger, so powerful that God Ji can't touch it.

Why not Shenji?

Shenji is afraid of her efforts and can really surpass Yunjian, so she has restrained her strength.

The gap between the two is growing.

But equally, they coexist with each other and become stronger.

...

lift the envelope out of the window. Yunjian holds the envelope in his left hand and opens the lighter in his right hand.

"I love you, too." I don't know if it's for Shenji or for air. Yunjian suddenly looks at the envelope and says this.

Then she used a lighter to burn it from the top of the envelope.

Seeing the envelope turn into ashes and float away, Yunjian's eyes move slightly.

It was the moment when the envelope in Yunjian's hand was about to burn to ashes.

A big hand came from behind her.

Big palm held the last little paper that was about to burn to ashes, put out the fire, and took it from Yunjian's hand.

"Xiaojian, who do you love?" Behind him, there was a magnetic mellow male voice.

However, Si Yi could only see that this letter had been burned almost, leaving only a little note at the end of it in his hand and glancing at it.

Only the words "006" and "love you" in the last line have not been burned. All the other words have been burned up.

At first glance, it looks like a love letter.

However, Si Yi just glanced at the paper and threw it out of the window. He pressed the cloud paper on the edge of the window with one hand, with a sharp arc and a slight rise in the eyebrow angle. People pasted it less than a centimeter away from the cloud paper and repeated to her:

"who do you love, little paper?"

Yun Jian's red lips moved, and before he could say anything, Si Yi had reached out to understand her buttons. At the same time, a shameful sentence stood out from Si Yi's mouth.

While saying this, Si Yi is pressing the cloud paper on the windowsill, but his hand is on the windowsill, so he doesn't let the diaphragm hurt the back of the cloud paper:

"since the small paper can't tell who he loves, it's better to do it here."