Silly Concubine Allure: Uncle, I want to divorce

Chapter 147 I will never release my soul, I will forget you, for sure! 1
The night wind blows, bringing a slight coolness.The calf was soaked in the pool water. At first it felt cold, but gradually became stiff, numb, and unconscious.

She kept the same posture, and after that sentence, she didn't move again. The time passed by every minute and every second, and she counted silently in her heart. Every time she counted sixty times, one minute was lost.

When did he come over.

When she saw him, he seemed to have been standing under the peach blossom tree for a long time. Even though it was night, the stars were not very bright, and the moon was not very round, she could still see every clear expression on his face.

The deadpan expression, the most vivid expression in her heart.

Her calf was already stiff, she tried to move, but she couldn't move, she could only sit there blankly, staring blankly at him, blankly seeing him approaching and approaching her.

"The soul cannot be released." She must be very embarrassed now, her face is covered with rouge, maybe there are tears, her eyes are swollen, her hair is messy, and even her clothes are soaked.

"Hmm." It was a very familiar voice, a voice that she missed very much.

It would be a pity if she couldn't hear it in the future, such a nice voice, such a good-looking person, someone who can occupy her heart, she will never meet in the future.

Jin Maimai didn't look at him, but looked at Chi Mian, who was calm and calm: "I was here just now, and I did something bad." She lowered her head.

"Ah."

"I feel bad for killing an innocent baby and innocent people."

"It always seems to be like this. I think I am right, but in fact I am always hurting others."

"When you are hurt, you can't hurt others in the same way. Because you know it will hurt, you want others to hurt too. This kind of thinking is wrong." She looked up at him and smiled slightly: "Are you right?"

He didn't answer her, it can be said that he didn't know how to answer her question.

He just squatted down and held her waist with one hand: "The water is very cold, you should get up."

"Not cold." She shook her head, stubbornly refusing to stand up: "I can't feel it anymore, it's not cold anymore."

"You're freezing."

"The soul cannot be released." She called him, tugging at the hem of his clothes, he hesitated for a while, and finally squatted down to look at her.

She laughed, for his pampering again.

She gently stroked his chest with her hand, and nostalgia appeared on her face: "Do you have a heart? Do you have the kind of flesh and blood that hurts, feels uncomfortable, and generates heat?" She asked him in such a serious and persistent tone.

"People probably can't live without that thing." He said flatly, "Maybe, I don't need what you said."

Her hand trembled, and he looked at her, his dark eyes made her so strange.

No more, I can't see her reflection in his eyes.

Tears are a strange thing, you obviously don't want them to come down, but you still can't stop them, you are so cheap when you are obviously smiling, but you still want to fall down with a stern face.

"I miss my days in Windy Dale."

"Ah."

Sure enough, he did, remember.

My heart was throbbing and aching, my eye sockets were suddenly dry and dry, something was broken in my heart, and it could never be restored.

Those are the only good things left in my heart.

Still fake.

Why lie to me.

There is no need to export childish questions.

Jin Maimai, fool, what he said is not lying to you.

"I love you, I love you." She wiped away her tears and smiled slowly. Confession should be a happy thing.

"I will never release my soul, I will forget you, for sure."

(End of this chapter)