Snake King begging Ji

Chapter 312 Finale: Complete (1)

There was a sudden pain in his eyes, "If the mind is not the same, even giving her the supreme status in the world and endless wealth will be in vain. If you use force to change the mind, not only will it not give her happiness, but it will hurt the other party. Feeling resentful, isn't it?"

The last few words, Ye Qing spoke very emphatically, hearing the buzzing in Yu Hu's ears, his complexion has already turned pale.

The man looked at him sympathetically for a moment, "You and Yushe both have such a deep affection for Panpan, but Panpan treats you by no means like a man and a woman. If you love someone, you will regard each other more than yourself Life, for her happiness, can only be let go. The heart is for happiness, how can I bear to live in pain and hate life."

He walked out of the door slowly, "Think about it for yourself, I am here this time to ask you to find a good marriage for Qing'er, so that she will be happy from now on."

The voice gradually faded away, disappearing into the boundless and endless darkness.

Yuhu sat there blankly, her heart seemed to be broken into thousands of pieces, the pain was unbearable, and it seemed to be crushed into a very small one, struggling and unable to breathe.

He has always understood the truth that the man told him, but he just doesn't want to think deeply about it, and he just hopes that there will be a day when he will be moved by him by chance.

Thinking about it now, it was just moving, but it was just moving, not emotion.It turned out that he had been immersed in his own misty fantasy, and it was only himself who was deceived.

As the night deepened, the window screens seemed to be stained with night dew, shining brightly under the moonlight.

All the light fell into his eyes, and his eyes also seemed to be dripping with dew, glittering and translucent.

Sleepless all night, looking at the starry sky, recalling the past bit by bit, the wine in the glass was exhausted, and the tears in the eyes did not stop.

Early the next morning, Yuhu walked slowly on a forest path in the back garden.Plain white hibiscus with double petals is planted on both sides of the path. The huge flowers wrap their heads around their necks, interweaving into a flower corridor, and the path under his feet extends straight into the depths of the flowers.

Turning a corner, a shallow stream appeared in front of his eyes, and beside the stream were several dark blue bamboo houses.In the sea of ​​white flowers, it seemed that the bamboo house was so verdant that it was almost dripping water.

At this moment, the owner of the bamboo house, a man in black, was sitting on the porch with his eyes closed.

(End of this chapter)