"I will never go back on what I promised him. You also said that he is dead, and the living person, even if he looks like him, is not him. Chunyu Zijie, you are you, he is he, and his name is Yan!

It’s not Chunyu Zijia, it’s me who is confused and obsessed!”

Ya's voice became very vicissitudes of life, as if it came from ancient times, with a heavy sadness, painted with a brilliant stroke in this summer.

"You love me!" The cold voice came again, so calm that no emotion could be heard.

Ya paused in his steps and turned around with a shocked look on his face. When he saw the man with cold eyes, he calmed down instantly as if someone had poured cold water on him. A wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he shook his head helplessly.

"Yan, you have never changed. It was me who was wrong, but you are still you." He smiled so softly and full of nostalgia that Yan Zijia couldn't figure out his true emotions.

Yan Zijie seized the opportunity and moved quickly to grab Ya's hand again, "Is there really nothing we can do between us?"

"I don't want to embarrass you, and you have no choice." Ya turned back and stared into his eyes, asking word by word: "Also, are you willing to make her sad?"

"Why isn't it you?" Yan Zijiao understood everything, and it was because he understood that he felt his heart ache.

"The past is the past after all. What's the good of knowing too much? It's been so long and I can't remember many things. Yan, don't be too persistent. Live the life you lived first. I will always be there.

"

Ya pulled away his wrist without any nostalgia. Yan Zijie could only watch him walk away, but found that he couldn't move. He couldn't even say anything, so he could only stand there stiffly.

There was a cool feeling on his cheek again. This time he knew what it was without touching it. The pain in his heart was more than when he saw Xiaobao fainted on the ground. He didn't know why, but his intuition told him that there must be a relationship between them.

It's not that simple.

Ya's words came through again, as if they were coming slowly from the distant sky.

"Yan, I will always be there, unmoving, never leaving, never giving up!"

"No!" he shouted silently.

Ya felt his heartfelt voice and said with heartache: "Don't say no, and don't be sad. No matter if it lasts for thousands of years, I will always be by your side. Be good and don't come to me!"

"Ya, come back!"

"Come back!"

"return!"

"return……"

Jon outside was frightened by Yanzi's shout, and he opened the door suddenly but did not go in. The man bathed in the sun seemed to have grown a pair of wings, and stood there with his whole body wrapped in sadness.

Looking at his back, Jon's heart felt inexplicably painful. He thought of his sister. When he thought of the women who passed by him, the man... shed tears inexplicably.

Do vampires have tears?

No?

So what is this?

The redness on his fingers shocked Jon. He raised his head and saw Yan Zijie's face, and he was stunned! Red tears of blood flowed down the corners of his eyes, and he looked out blankly with empty eyes.

, walking into the sunshine step by step, as if you can leave at any time.

He blocked the annoying sunlight with his hands and hurriedly chased him out. Just as he was about to say something, he saw Yan Ziqiu fainting in front of him.
Chapter completed!