Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
âBecause I like you. Even if I have to bear countless grievances or humiliation, I would still stay by your side just in hope that I can look at you again...
âBecause I like you. Even if you cannot recognize me, I will still... willingly...â
The white-dressed girlâs hand gradually loosened and fell from his hand onto the ground.
It seemed like her vision slowly starting to be blocked by a layer of mist. No matter how hard she tried to open her eyes, she could not look clearly at the face before her.
That face was deeply etched into her memory, making it unforgettable for her whole life.
Blood ran flowed from the corners of the girlâs lips onto Qing Yuanâs hands,
The girl in Qing Yuanâs arms gradually turned cold. He kneeled... and did not get up, for a long time.
âYou... donât go. I promise you, if you come back, Iâll marry you, and youâll be my wife, okay? I will treat you well for the rest of my life, if you could just come back... come back...â
The woman in his arms was dead. She could not respond to him anymore.
The sky was silent.
It was a sunny day. However, the sun could not remove the gloom in his heart.
His fingers gripped onto the womanâs sleeve, tightly. Again, tears silently streamed down his face, and the young man finally lifted his head after a long moment. He stared at the silent, serene, and calm sky, and then he cried out hysterically.
âAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!â
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Ziyanâs face looked disgusted as she seemed to be annoyed by Yunâerâs sudden appearance.
However, when she realized she did not have to rely on Qing Yuan anymore, her frowning eyebrows gently relaxed, and a sneer started playing on her lips. âQing Yuan, you only deserve to be with such an ugly woman!â
Qing Yuan carried the woman and slowly stood up. His face was already completely drained of its color long ago, and his eyes were dull and blank.
Even he had found out Ziyanâs true color and was betrayed by her, he did not feel that sad either. He felt as if he had lost all his soul, and now he lived just like a zombie.
âSheâs... prettier than you.â
However, he had found the wrong person and loved the wrong person...
Therefore, heaven wanted to punish him by taking away the one he should really love.
Qing Yuan suddenly burst into laughter as he cried. That laugh was hysterical and it filled the calmness under the sky with a strange atmosphere.
âWhat goes around, comes around. Now heaven has punished me, how will heaven... let go of you? Hahaha!â Qing Yuan laughed out loud. He seemed very lonely as his gown swayed along with the breeze.
It was as if he was the only one that was left in the world...
Ziyanâs face reflected annoyance. Just as she wanted to speak, she noticed Zhao Yao, who was standing next to her glancing at her suspiciously.
âYanâer, are you hiding something from me?â
Ziyanâs expression immediately changed as she leaned in closer to Zhao Yao with her soft and charming body. âMaster, why would I hide from you? Youâre the one whom I love the most in the world, how could I deceive you?â
âI hope so.â
Zhao Yao snorted coldly as he squinted at Qing Yuanâs back. A cold light flashed in his eyes. âHowever, I must not let this person go, alive.â
He wanted to punish him because Qing Yuan had wanted to taint his woman.
Perhaps Ziyan was stung by her conscience, or she never really wanted Qing Yuan to die. Therefore, when Zhao Yao wanted to beat him again, her snowy white hand silently made its way onto his neck. âMaster, heâs already useless now, thereâs no use to kill him, why donât we spare him his doggie life, also...â
Ziyan lowered her head shyly.
âHe will always be reminded of his own limitations. He knows that if he compared himself with Master, it will be like comparing the sky to the earth. Soon, he will naturally stop to have feelings for me. Even if he really feels something for me, I will definitely turn him down!â