The World-Defying Mercenary Concubine: Sushou Qiankun

Chapter 663 Sadness
"A Li." Zi Yuan also had a worried expression.

Ah Li patted Zi Yuan's hand, his voice was still so soft, and said, "Ah Zi, stop running around and stay with Suzaku outside."

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Yan Li looked tired, she got up and sat on the bed, Suzaku and Zi Yuan looked back at Yan Li three times a step at a time.

They went out one by one, and Yan Li lay down, looking at the hanging beam above his head with a dull gaze, without blinking.

Such a short time.

It's really short, so short that it's already passed before you realize it.

She slowly closed her eyes, she slept for most of the day, a large area of ​​darkness had emerged in the valley, and Yan Li hadn't woken up yet.

In the end, she gradually woke up surrounded by a very warm breath.

Yan Li didn't open his eyes soon.

She felt it, and the person beside him was clinging to him tightly, breathing hard in the pit of her neck.

His breathing was a little messy, and a touch of warmth fell on her skin, which became very hot.

tears.

He is crying.

It turned out that what she expected was right.

Really.

A faint sigh escaped from her mouth slowly.

Zi Yuan felt it, she had already woken up.

But instead of leaving, he chose to hug Yan Li tightly.

Yan Li took his hand away, but Zi Yuan hugged him tightly again in a second, and the hug was even tighter.

"Remember?" She stopped moving her hands.

Ziyuan didn't speak, the warmth from her neck grew more and more.

Even the skirt was wet.

He didn't speak, and she didn't speak either.

Just after a while, his hoarse and familiar tone rang in her ears.

"sorry."

Sorry, thousands of words, I can only say this to you.

The mistakes he made can no longer be made up for, and the harm he caused her cannot be compensated with other things.

But there is no way, this is the only sentence he can say.

"I'm sorry." Yan Li repeated Zi Yuan's words, but the words had another meaning when they came out of her mouth.

What do you mean?

A little self-deprecating, a little sad, a little angry.

All emotions contain some.

There was another long silence, neither of them spoke, Yan Li opened his eyes wide and looked up at the top of his head, while Zi Yuan turned sideways, facing her, with strands of hair scattered on her chest.

He didn't look up, his face sunk deep in her left neck.

After a while, Yan Li finally sighed, "The past is like a dream, whether it's hate or love, everything is over, everything is over."

"Do not--"

Ziyuan was a little out of control, he suddenly raised his eyes, there were still wet tears on those brows.

But it didn't affect his beauty in the slightest, instead it brought out another kind of pitiful beauty.

His hands cupped her face instead, and his eyes met, the two were so close.

"Ah Li, in this world, I don't need anything. It's not over yet, between me and you." Yan Li interrupted Zi Yuan.

"It's over, never." Before Yan Li could finish speaking, Zi Yuan interrupted him again.

He sealed Yan Li's lips.

The remaining tears fell on the lips, and between the lips, there was a very bitter taste.

Ziyuan lost control and refused to let go.

Yan Li originally resisted, but at that moment, she suddenly felt a familiar sadness.

The very familiar sadness, which she couldn't get rid of before, but now it doesn't come from her.

It's Ziyuan.

This man, with such appearance, is the first time I have seen him in such a long time.

(End of this chapter)