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I killed him. Why am I being so pretentious and not going back with him? I let him fly around even though I know he's so busy at work... Gu Xiangling felt the need to blame herself again and again. It was the heavens that punished me for not cherishing him, for not cherishing the happiness in my hands.

Drops of blood dripped from her lips. Unknowingly, Gu Xiangling bit her lips until they bled. However, she couldn't feel any pain. The pain in her heart had covered everything up.

In the hot summer's time, Gu Xiangling only felt the coldness to the bone. She tightly hugged the suit, as if she could draw in some warmth from it. Just a few days ago, he had been wearing this suit and holding herself in her arms. It had only been a short time, but things had already changed.

The dead became a wisp of smoke, leaving the endless grief to those closest to it.

Gu Xiangling's eyes landed on a fruit knife, which reflected a dazzling clear light. Sword of Inscription, wait for me. I will accompany you on the Road to River Styx.

Without any hesitation, she picked up the blade and pressed it against her wrist. Beneath her white and exquisite skin, dark blue blood vessels could be faintly seen.

With just a slight push, it could be cut off, allowing life to flow along with the blood. There was no longer any more hope for him. Death was a beautiful bed.

Besides, he could be seen in another world.

Sword of Inscription, I won't be hypocritical, I won't be willful anymore. I want to be by your side forever, never leave you for a moment.

Seeing her actions, Bei Mengmeng quickly cast a spell to take away the fruit knife. "Elder sister, Mengmeng doesn't want you to die."

Gu Xiangling smiled bitterly. Rather than living out her life in pain, it would be better to end it early. "He Huan was born with no fear even if he were to die."

After pondering for a long time, Bei Mengmeng suddenly said, "Sister, your brother doesn't want you to commit suicide either."

Gu Xiangling acted as if she didn't hear it. She cried for too long, her eyes were swollen and dry, and she couldn't shed any more tears. For a moment, she remembered the words in her dream: "I will pay him back with the tears of my life."

Someone was knocking on the door, causing Bei Meng's heart to thump with joy. No matter who it was, at least it would prevent her elder sister from immediately committing suicide. Elder sister, open the door. "

Gu Xiangling moved about mechanically. Who was it that was standing outside the door? It didn't matter if it was the drunkard from upstairs. Her heart was dead, and she didn't care what happened to her.

The door opened to reveal a brown shirt and long, straight legs. Gu Xiangling sucked in a breath of cold air. It's him! " "Sword Inscription!" She stared blankly at that face. He was standing right in front of her!

Hell, or was it his soul? Gu Xiangling smiled weakly and extended her hand towards him. Will you take me with you? "

Song Ming pulled her into his embrace and looked at her swollen eyes and pale face in confusion. Why was she so sad? "Darling, I'm just an hour late. Why are you exaggerating?"

As he said it, he kissed her carefully, gently, on her swollen eyes, and then, little by little, removed the tear stains from her cheek. Gu Xiangling trembled as she leaned into his embrace. His body was warm, his lips were warm as well. He wasn't as cold as a normal ghost.

"Take me away, take me away." She threw her arms around him and hugged him tightly, afraid that in the next second, he would disappear like a wisp of smoke. No matter if the Heaven is poor or if the earth falls to the Yellow Springs, I will follow you. "

As he spoke, his tears rolled down his face again, wetting Song Ming's shirt. He wiped her tears with the back of his hand, frightened and frightened. "Tell me, baby, what's the matter with you? Who bullied you? "