weiyimoAn Nanyin... forgive me...
Sorry, those three words were too weak...
When it comes to my lips, I can only replace a weighty word to long for your mercy, thank you...
Wei Yimo's hands tightly pulled Annan Yin's sleeves, his eyes were red, he looked at her, and subconsciously bit his lip to say something, she tried to forgive Annan Yin's impulsive self, today We are about to end, any grudges are about to end...
I just want peace of mind...
annanyinI used to let go of the past.
Wei Yimo pulled out a far-fetched smile, and in the end, she finally gave Wei Yimo a satisfactory answer. The fingers clutching the sleeves finally relaxed and hung weakly on the ground.
Wei Yimo opened his mouth slightly, and his voice was extremely small. An Nanyin reached out and lifted the broken hair beside her ears as if she understood, lying on the ground, close to her mouth by her ears, with a serious attitude, carefully listening to what she said about the sad secrets.
weiyimoTell Fan... Fan Chengcheng... I...
...
After she said the last few words, An Nanyin narrowed her narrow eyes and nodded meaningfully. Wei Yimo's long curled eyelashes trembled in the sun, leaving a shadow on her face. She smiled gently, and finally looked at Cai Xukun standing in the distance, goodbye...
The moment Wei Yimo closed his eyes, his eyes fell back on Fan Chengcheng. Later, she would lie quietly on the white carpet, motionless.
Only the blood stains were stained, like roses in full bloom. As her body temperature gradually disappeared, she looked like she was not alone, like a puppet. At this time, Fan Chengcheng realized that he seemed to have completely lost something...
That kind of loss is never to be owned again.
Fan Chengcheng raised his head and roared at the ceiling, his eyes were bloodshot, and he still shed tears unsatisfactorily, which dripped on her pale and lifeless face.
He knelt beside her,
He took her hands and said nothing.
"You're still so cruel..."
"Let me carry my sins for the rest of my life..."
"You put everyone down, but you died, and you have to grab my soul and bury it with you..."
"Wei Yimo, I want to tell you that I regret it..."
Everyone's silence made it seem that the hall that originally carried a beautiful marriage was becoming more and more lonely. Fan Chengcheng slowly opened the box in his hand, carefully took out the ring that had not been exchanged with Mu Tingting, lowered his head and pulled Wei Yimo's warm hand, and put the shiny ring on her finger very carefully and gently.
"My bride... is you."
An Nanyin sat on the side, watching Fan Chengcheng's unhelpful actions with his own eyes, and couldn't help but speak:
annanyinFan Chengcheng, Wei Yimo finally asked me to tell you, she said...
Wei Yimo's last sentence...
"Tell Fan... Fan Chengcheng... I... actually love him very seriously, and try my best to give up Cai Xukun..."
And what I'm going to tell you is:
annanyinWei Yimo said: Tell Fan Chengcheng that I have never actually loved him, don't pretend to be affectionate, the person in my heart has never been him.
I know, even if it's cruel...
However, I can't watch it anymore, one has passed away, and the other has become a walking dead from now on, Fan Chengcheng, do you know? Wei Yimo is in love with you, she wants you to be happy and happy, not decadent and giving up.
This sentence is undoubtedly a sharp sword stabbed into the heart.
But, I hope, it wakes you up.
Keep cheering up.
"Fan Chengcheng... I love you very seriously..."
Very serious...
