Transmigrating into a Doll Princess: Pink Princess

Feng Qianyu's face was pale, her originally ruddy lips were dimmed at this moment, and her original sea-like eyes also lost their brilliance: "Xiao Yueyue, it turns out that you really don't love me anymore..."

Long Fuyue felt as if her heart had been ripped out, she could hardly breathe in pain, she hugged him tightly tremblingly, her face was pressed against his, but she only felt cold and wet.

As if immersed in a bloody nightmare, seeing his blood gushing out, she couldn't do anything about it.

"Senior Brother Yu, Senior Brother Yu! I don't want you to die..." She called him over and over again, feeling as if her whole heart had been pierced, her whole body convulsed, and she was so painful that she couldn't speak.Tears were like rolling beads, dripping down Feng Qianyu's face.

Feng Qianyu didn't look at her, but looked up at the sky, and smiled hollowly and strangely: "It turns out that I was the one who pretended to be passionate, Fu Yue, I won't pester you anymore..."

His body gradually became cold, his eyes slowly closed, and there was a sad smile at the corner of his mouth.

he died!

This fact made her collapse instantly!

I couldn't hear anything, I couldn't see anything, and my whole body seemed to explode.

What kind of mistake did she make!

With trembling lips, he lowered his head and kissed his cold and thin lips.

The heartache was so painful that he almost fainted, and it was nothing more than the sky falling and the earth falling apart.

"I love you, Senior Brother Yu, it turns out that I have always loved you..."

The piercing pain almost made her faint, it was she who finally gave up on him...

Her eyes were like a black hole that had been hollowed out, with no life left.

Slowly, she drew out the saber Feng Qianyu gave her.The cold light of the sword reflected her pale face.

"Senior Brother Yu, I will accompany you...I will not let you be alone."

He turned the hilt of the sword upside down and stabbed it towards his heart...

With a clang, her arm suddenly went numb, and the sword in her hand flew out.

She raised her eyes blankly and blankly, looking at Jia Ruo who was dressed in white.Muttering: "Why? Why must one die..."

Jia Ruo stretched out her hand, as if she wanted to hug her: "Fu Yue, come with me?"