you are my white moonlight

Hearing this, Yu Shu withdrew her face against the glass abruptly, she was shocked,

There is no sense of reason in her body, "I just want you to die, Jian Youqing, you are a bastard that no one wants, and you have been jealous of me for so many years!"

Jian Youqing's knuckles turned white while holding the phone. Ke Yu didn't know what was said there, but her face was quite ugly.

A smile appeared on the pale lips, "Am I jealous of you? What are you jealous of, jealous of what happened to you, or jealous of you staying in such a place now."

In a word, Jian Youqing has the upper hand.

In fact, she didn't want to say these words, that kind of experience should have made people feel distressed.

But everything that happened during this period reminded her that being friendly to the enemy was pushing herself into a pit of fire.

Yu Shu suddenly sneered, "Jian Youqing, you vicious woman, you finally admitted that you did all of this, you are the one who is jealous of the love I can get, you are jealous of everything I have!"

Pointing at Jian Youqing, tears streamed down her cheeks, non-stop, "You have been planning to plot against me all along, and now I have fallen into this world, and the culprit is you!"

"It's you vicious woman!"

If it wasn't covered by this glass, Yu Shu would definitely rush up and tear her apart, but Jian Youqing had no expression on her face and sneered coldly.

Her disdain was the most powerful counterattack, Yu Shu gradually ran out of words, her eyes were so red that they were about to bleed.

"I will never let you go until now, he won't let you go..."

"You are a vicious woman..."

"Why lie to yourself, you know the truth of the matter better than me." While muttering, Jian Youqing suddenly spoke out, her voice was thin and cool, while Yu Shu froze in place.

The words had come to her lips, but she couldn't stop being ruthless, her fingertips had sunk into the tender flesh of her palm.

How should I describe the feeling at that time, when I learned that a friend who has been close to me wanted to take my life.

The mood was delicate at that moment, the sharp dagger pierced her heart, and she was almost unable to breathe with blood dripping down.

For a moment, he wondered whether the justice he believed to be self-willed was really the case, and whether he would unintentionally become a big knife that fell on someone else's neck.

Fortunately, it was only for a moment.

Then, during the remaining time bleeding and waiting for rescue, Jian Youqing finally realized it thoroughly and sadly.

The so-called friends she thought of, the so-called distressed feelings, were just what she thought.

Jian Youqing's throat tightened, she gritted her teeth, her misty eyes were dark and menacing, she said coldly: "Is all this due to your cowardice, who is the real murderer, who are the two of us?" Even more vicious, you should ask these questions in your heart."

Not letting out a sigh of relief, Jian Youqing's hands trembled even more.

Unable to hold the phone, she slammed it against the wall in a fit of anger, and Jian Youqing lowered her head.

Without seeing the tears shed by Yu Shu, let alone discerning Jian Youqing's expression, she waved her hand at Ke Yu, and stepped forward to push her clearly.

The words Yu Shu yelled after realizing that they were all silent, hysterically asked Jian Youqing to come back, but she only responded with Jian Youqing's indifferent expression.

The figure disappeared, the door closed, and this room was her whole life.

Shao Tingchen would not allow her to appear again.

In the gray sky, the wind suddenly blows up, and the withered and yellow leaves are scattered on the ground, which is full of desolation.

Jian Youqing tied the silk scarf, even if there is spring in this kind of place, so what.