Jiaruo felt dizzy for a while. His chest felt like it was being cracked by a heavy hammer.
His vision went blank, and then he fell into eternal night.
Large chunks of blood accumulated in his chest, and all the oxygen solidified into blood clots. He supported the wall with his backhand, and his skin pressed against the cold bricks, soaking into his bones.
His face became blank and empty.
His whole body seemed to have been drained of all his strength, and he was so desperate and exhausted that he could hardly stand.
Jia Ruo, I like you, I really like you,
Jia Ruo, I want to marry you and be your bride
Garuo...
Her sweet voice still echoed in his ears. It turned out that he had not forgotten a word of everything she had said.
Everything in the past, he thought, was like a breeze passing through his ears and not filling his arms.
But it turned out that every word and deed she said and every moment he spent with her were firmly engraved in his heart.
The few years she spent with him were the happiest times in his life.
People can let go of pain, but how can they let go and abandon the happiness they once had?
Although the happiness is like the moon in the water and the flowers in the mirror, it is beautiful and short-lived...
Now, she wanted to kiss another man deeply in front of him, and vowed to marry that man...
"Xiyue, do you hate me so much? You want to use this method to retaliate..."[