world wife

Chapter 251 Deformed Feelings

"Jingheng, long time no see?" Lian Xiyu said this sentence in his dreams for countless times, and now, he finally said it to someone who was no longer a phantom.

Wei Jingheng drew out his sword, watched Yizhi collapse on the ground before walking straight to Lian Xiyu's side

"Yu'er." With his back to the light, Lian Xiyu couldn't see the expression on Wei Jingheng's face clearly, only knew that his voice was very low and hoarse, as if he was pressing heavily on something.

"Kissing won't hurt anymore." This was Wei Jingheng's words to comfort her when he was injured, but now he said it instead of Lian Xiyu.

Wei Jingheng seemed like he couldn't make jokes as usual. Hearing what Lian Xiyu said with a smile, he hugged her tightly, as if he wanted to use all his strength to rub her into his flesh and blood. Then she will never leave.

Lian Xiyu smiled and struggled a little, but Wei Jingheng suddenly bounced away, and then retreated abruptly, as if not daring to touch Lian Xiyu, but he couldn't help clamoring to hug her heart tightly.

Lian Xiyu looked at him like this, but knew why he was tormenting him with such emotions for so long?Before she fell off the cliff, she told her heartlessly that only Zhao Lingyi was in her heart, but that Lian Xiyu was not her.

"Jingheng, as you said, only I want it, and as long as you have it, you will give it to me, right?" Lian Xiyu looked at Wei Jingheng with a lonely and complex expression, and the tears in his eyes finally couldn't hold back.

Wei Jingheng gritted his teeth. He was willing to give her everything, but he was also worried that what she wanted was to let her go and allow her to be free.

"Yes." Wei Jingheng seemed to have exhausted all his strength to say this word, and the words fell, and he lost all his grace and grace in his body weakly. The cold wind at night blew his white hair, and it seemed that the whole world had become Pale and feeble.

"I want you to be by my side, forever and ever." Lian Xiyu looked at Wei Jingheng with a smile, the tears in his eyes kept pouring out, blurring his vision, but he couldn't control his heartache. For a dull person like Wei Jingheng, even if he The person who kept the pain in his heart and didn't talk about it, how much pain he endured made Sanqian Mosi's hair turn gray.

Wei Jingheng looked at Lian Xiyu

"Yu'er, it will never change, will it?" He thought that there was another Lian Xiyu in Lian Xiyu's body.

"It won't change, forever." Lian Xiyu smiled and opened his hands

"Jingheng, I'm tired, take me out of here."

Wei Jingheng's stiff face finally showed a smile that he himself didn't notice, and slowly walked forward, hugging the slender Lian Xiyu in his arms,
"Yu'er, let's leave." Wei Jingheng's actions are no longer as dull as before, but the reddish ears told Lian Xiyu that he is still him, and has not changed at all.

Wei Jingheng took it lightly, and disappeared into the darkness with Lian Xiyu, leaving everything behind.

Before Lian Xiyu left, he clearly saw the man who was watching all this in the dark.She spared Yi Zhimeng's life just to fulfill his idiot.

"Wen Yi, save me." Yi Zhimeng was not dead yet, but the huge pain in his chest made him unable to move.

"Elder Prince." Wen Yi walked over slowly, looked at the pale Yi Zhimeng on the ground, rolled up his robe elegantly and slowly sat beside him

"You and I seem to seldom be together except when we are courting." Wen Yi looked at Yi Zhimeng gently and said lightly.

"What do you want to say? Save me!" Yi Zhimeng was a little annoyed, he didn't have that much patience at the moment of life and death, even the man in front of him still held a certain weight in his heart.

"I didn't expect that your death would come so soon. I planned to use Miss Wu's hand to destroy everything about you for revenge." Wen Yi was not in a hurry or annoyed at all. Slowly talking to Yi Zhimeng with a gentle smile.

"Help me!" The sword seemed to be quenched with poison, and Yi Zhimeng felt that his body's strength was rapidly draining.

"You killed my wife, my parents, and made me lose my dignity as a man, and became a plaything in your bed. At the beginning, I really wanted to kill you, even though I never held a pen in my hand, and never took it. Knife." Wen Yi didn't seem to hear Yi Zhimeng's words, and slowly said what was in his heart.

"But since you asked me to teach you the words of the Central Plains, teach you to write the characters of the Central Plains, and teach you to read the poems of the Central Plains, I think that in your heart, I should not be regarded as a nothing but a catharsis."

Listening to Wen Yi's words, Yi Zhimeng felt sour in his heart,
"I'm a useless person, only you treat me close, but you shouldn't just think about going back to the Central Plains, and go back to your wife!" Yi Zhimeng's tone was still a little annoyed.

Wen Yi smiled lightly, but the corners of his mouth were bitter
"I took He Lishu with me. Since she can't be my wife, she should live her own life instead of being a widow for a husband who has become someone else's plaything." He had already taken out a copy of He Li's book, but it was already stained with blood.

"But you killed her and my elderly parents, Yi Zhimeng, you should pay for them, but I will pay for your life after you die." Wen Yi chuckled lightly, Yi Zhimeng looked at Wen Yi's eyes slowly began to despair, he already knew that Wen Yi would never save himself, he came to kill himself.

Yi Zhimeng's hand slowly touched the sword thrown aside by Wei Jingheng

"Wen Yi, I can pamper you, but I can't let you kill me!" After Yi Zhimeng finished speaking, the sword in his hand stabbed at Wen Yi, but Wen Yi didn't dodge at all. The sword pierced into his body with a puff.

"Why don't you hide?" Yi Zhimeng looked at Wen Yi in disbelief.

Wen Yi chuckled lightly, as if relieved

"You're dead, what am I doing alive?" Wen Yi looked at Yi Zhi's wide-eyed eyes, and the dagger in his hand pierced his neck deeper
"Die, you and I will die. There are too many injustices in this world. I only hope that you won't have to work so hard in the next life." After Wen Yi finished speaking, he looked at Yi Zhimeng's slowly dilated pupils, and also felt the injustice coming from around him. fire and shouts.

Wen Yi didn't dodge, but slowly lay down beside Yi Zhimeng, holding the sword that Yizhi stabbed into his body, and let it penetrate his body thoroughly.

Perhaps the sun is very good during the day, but at night there are also many stars in the sky, shining on the sky and illuminating the people below.

Wen Yi looked at the surprised or furious people around him, and slowly laughed, but the more he laughed, the more crazy he became, and the tears in his eyes became more and more. Finally, the laughter moved away Yi Zhi in the panic of everyone. The fierce corpse stopped abruptly, Wen Yi's eyes opened, but his eyes slowly faded away, seeing the familiar figure in the corner of his eyes, the corners of Wen Yi's mouth gently raised, and the hand that wanted to raise could only be lifted in the end. Weak and drooping, no life.

(End of this chapter)