Chapter 2027 Tribulation Fruit (End)
"knew."
She quickly forgot and ran back to the roof.
In the courtyard, the god, whose arms were empty, raised his lips slightly, and followed quickly.
The two of them are living their ordinary and happy life in this huge temple.
No one thinks about the little episode just now, and no one thinks about—
That poor, skinny lover.
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Luo Fei returned to Yaochi Palace in a daze.
Witnessing such a dazzling picture with her own eyes made her even more unwilling to accept it, and it was even more difficult for her to believe it from the bottom of her heart.
She didn't believe it, nor was she reconciled.
Extremely unwilling.
Unprecedented unwillingness.
She witnessed his tenderness, but not her tenderness.
She has never seen him like this before, he has become more humane, warmer, and much warmer.
He has always been cold-hearted and indifferent, but he will be like this—
But none of this...is because of her.
Luo Fei returned to her room and sat by the bed.
He lowered his head, clutching the edge of the bed with both hands, tears falling drop by drop.
Unwilling, remorse, regret.
These... should all be hers!
If it wasn't because she did something wrong and was locked up, then she should be the one who accompanied him in the world!
She will accompany him, protect him, and make him fall in love with her.
The person next to him should be her! Instead of a cheap fox who took advantage of the situation!
The poor man who had been heartbroken, resentfully, slammed on the bed.
The palm of the hand was full of blood, which kept flowing.
She shed tears and suddenly laughed.
Shaking his shoulders, he smiled silently.
Laughing non-stop, as if to burst out all the suppressed emotions.
"These should all be mine..."
She was crying and laughing, and the thread hanging from her reason seemed to be finally broken.
Has no manners, nor does she look like that fairy.
Yes, just a poor lover.
"Should have been mine..."
Her laughter gradually changed to howling.
Like a child who has lost his most precious treasure, he can no longer bear it.
Crying loudly, unable to stop.
"Why... why is she..."
She sat slumped on the edge of the bed, her chest heaved violently, and she cried until she couldn't breathe.
The pain pierced her heart, and she was so unwilling that she couldn't swallow this breath at all.
Pain came from the palm of her hand, and she waved her hand, smashing everything that could be smashed.
Crackling, clattering—
The sound was accompanied by her crying, and the ground was shattered.
Tears, blood, and broken porcelain all over the floor.
In a mess, just like her infatuation these years, was severely smashed to pieces.
Things all over the floor, and the overly silent room, everything is silent.
It complements her, and the whole thing is like a big joke.
She limply leaned against the bedside, and after venting, her crying stopped.
Then, laughing from time to time.
His eyes were blank, he looked towards an unknown place, and smiled.
His appearance is uglier than crying.
"It's ridiculous..."
She muttered, mocking herself, mocking herself.
The **** hand lay beside him motionless.
Like a lifeless sculpture.
"Should have been mine... all mine..."
She pulled the corners of her mouth and kept laughing.
"It should all be mine..."
If it happens again, it should be her by his side.
If you can do it again.
She slowly closed her eyes.
Silently, crystal tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.
"It should all be mine..."
(end of this chapter)