Yun Ru's face was full of tears, and her red dress fluttered vigorously in the dark wind. She always felt that her thin body was also crumbling. Her voice was sad: "He said a long time ago, he will listen to me ..."

"He said that I was his best little sister, who would never make me sad for the rest of his life..."

"But why, in just five years, another person lived in his heart?"

Yun Ru clenched the skull in his hand vigorously, his eyes became fierce, and he said with a sneer: "Why did I ask him to kill Meng Qingyan? He has to hesitate, why should he hesitate!"

"Xu Lin, what is he, his life is mine, how dare he disobey my order!"

Yun Ru's expression became more ferocious, and he directly crushed the skull in his hand, his white hair fluttered slightly in the wind, and his eyes were full of resentment and resentment.

Sorrow arises from love, fear arises from love; apart from the one who loves, there is neither worry nor fear.

Hua Ming suddenly felt a little sympathetic to the woman in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh: "Even though it's been 40 years, you still can't forget it, you've been tortured all the time."

"I hate him, I hate him, I have hated him for so many years..."

Hate him, but love is too deep, so deep that it's deformed.

If it was really hatred, how could there be so many fake Xu Qianlin?

It's nothing more than just wanting a companion, but what can these mechanical companionship do, it just makes her desolate heart even more desolate...

Hua Ming stared blankly at the crazy woman in front of him, and fell into deep thought, what is the so-called love?

"Love parting, resentment monk meeting, letting go and returning home, there is nothing wrong with it, but eyes full of empty flowers, a piece of illusion."

Unexpectedly, the hand on his shoulder was secretly tightening, and Liu An's eyes were firm: "All living beings are different from each other."

"Whether it's the sea of ​​bitterness, or the shore, I just want to have a brother to match."

"Brother, your presence is salvation."

Hua Ming also raised his eyes to look at him, his smiling eyes made people feel very at ease, like the warm sun in winter shining in his heart, warming him.

Hua Ming didn't speak, but lowered his head, pursed his lips, and said softly: "Okay..."

The sound of the suona was still ringing, and the sound gradually became sad. The corner of the mouth of the man playing the suona also began to bleed, and his hands began to lose skin and flesh. After another moment, his eyes, nose, ears, The seven orifices are bleeding...

But even so, he still held the suona in his hand vigorously, blowing hard...

Yun Ru flew into the air, and a few red silk threads flew out from her sleeves. She fiddled with the silk threads lightly, with a cold smile in her eyes: "My Lu Yunshan has been in and out since ancient times. .”

"Since you are here, let's be a companion with the bones on the ground."

Hua Ming shrank his neck, and said timidly: "Is Meng Qingyan's death related to you?"

"She is still alive, she still has such ability, she is not dead yet?"

After all, the dark clouds in the sky gathered together again, the wind was strong, and a black shadow flew over.

It was Meng Qingyan who came. She was so angry that her bones were about to fall apart. She flew over immediately, ready to fight Yun Ru to the death: "If it wasn't for you..."

"If it wasn't for you, how could you have killed me like this?"

"Yun Ru, you obviously died in my hands that day, why are you still alive?"

Yun Ru fiddled with the silk thread in her hand, her eyes were stern: "Why are you still in this world?"

"Meng Qingyan, you deserve to die, you deserve to die a long time ago!"

The hatred between the two is like a raging fire, burning ragingly, the gathering of raging fire and raging fire will only collide with bigger sparks, and one will be hurt by both, but it is unknown who will be hurt first...

Meng Qingyan stared at her resentfully, because the eyeballs were too wide, the eyeballs almost rolled out of the eye sockets, so she had to stretch out her hand to fiddle with the eyeballs again: "Why are you still alive?"

"Did Xu Qianlin save you? Sure enough... Sure enough, he only has you in his heart!"

"But if you love each other, you love each other. Why do you want to involve me, why do you want to kill me?"

why?

With no injustice or enmity, why would you drag yourself into this boundless hell?

She never messed with their...

I just want to live a good life, live a good life with my father and my brothers...

Why is such a trivial matter not allowed?

Why do you want to deprive her of the right to live!

Meng Qingyan hated her so much, her skinny fingers pinched her neck forcefully, trembling all over: "Yunru, why are you..."

"Why are you the one who survived?"

"My exquisite heart and bones are well used, why do you take my life to continue yours!"

Yun Ru was panting with difficulty, and the silk thread in her hand was also wrapped around Meng Qingyan's body, passing through her bones, and gritted her teeth and said, "Because brother Xu Lin loves me, he can only use you! From the beginning to the end It is always used!"

"Meng Qingyan, you are so pitiful, even your name is wrong!"

"You were wrong in the first place!"

Meng Qingyan was stunned, and the strength in her hand couldn't help but loosen, she murmured: "Yes..."

"He's been lying to me since the beginning..."

"He lied to me..."

"He lied to me!"

If it took his life in the first place, how could it be so?

If she had been hardened at the beginning, how could it be so?

if……

How can there be so many ifs, now she has nothing, only the resentment and incomprehension of these decades...

"Where is he?"

Yun Ru sneered, then slapped her flying to the ground, and gracefully arranged her clothes and hair, lowered her head, and showed a shy smile: "Sister Qingyan, you don't know, right? It's my wedding day with Brother Xu Lin."

"My elder brother Xu Lin is coming to marry me."

"From now on, I will be the upright Mrs. Xu, and I will be inseparable from my husband forever."

"Hahaha……"

The laughter was not so cheerful, but more sad. She slowly closed her tired eyes, tears slipped from the corners of her eyes, and when she raised her hands, the red sleeves fluttered slightly in the wind.

The suona sounded again, and a table appeared on the ground out of thin air, with fruits and drinks on the table.

"I said, to be your bride."

"I want to marry you, regardless of life or death."

Yun Ru slowly fell from the sky, and walked to the table with a smile on his lips: "This time, I'm the one who has the final say."

"Never hear nasty words again."

There were footsteps coming slowly behind the coffin, and the men carrying the coffin also stepped out of the way one after another, bending over, respectfully.

"Brother Xu Lin, come here."

"Hurry up..."

"I miss you."

Yun Ru smiled at the man who came, her eyes were moist and her voice was a little hoarse.

"Forty years, it's time for us to get married."

"Ms. Meng has witnessed it, and there are unknown guests, so there are people who have witnessed it."

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