Chapter 242 Really Desperate

Very long time.

The wind seemed to have stopped.

Su Qianmo turned around slowly.

His empty eyes could not condense any emotion.

"Qianmo..."

"come over……"

Seeing that she didn't respond, Yun Qi stretched out his arms and walked forward carefully.

"Don't go any further! If you go any further, I'll jump off!"

He staggered and almost fell down.

Friends not far away became tense, not daring to breathe.

Yun Qi froze in his footsteps.

"I'm not leaving. Qianmo, you can say anything you want, don't do this. It's dangerous..."

She could almost guess what Cai Yan told her...

"Is there anything you want to say...?" Su Qianmo looked at him, but his eyes were dark.

Is really desperate.

The knife stabbed by the person you love the most will always hurt the most.

The wound will be a dull pain for the rest of your life.

"Yes." The answering voice sounded crisp and calm.

In fact, only he knew in his heart how nervous and scared he was.

Afraid that she would fall down by accident.

Afraid that she would hate herself for falling down on purpose.

"I have something to say. Come here, okay?" His tone softened, like an apologetic request.

"talk--"

Su Qianmo bent down and shouted terribly.

"I really want to see what you want to say? Do you mean two years ago or two years later? Do you want to say that you used drugs to frame me and Lu Feiyang, or you want to say that you lied to me to get married without the news of my parents' death?? ?”

"I can explain everything. Qianmo, don't be impulsive—"

I always want to rush to her in one step, but I don't have the courage.

In the crowd, Lu Feiyang stood there, his body jerked.

So he framed himself?

If it wasn't for that accident, maybe the current Su Qianmo should be wearing a wedding dress and standing with herself in the church.

"What should I do... Is Miss Qianmo doing something stupid?" Ke Nana stood beside Lu Feiyang, grabbed her by the corner of her clothes, "You persuade her."

"Explanation?" Looking up, Su Qianmo laughed ironically.

"When will your explanation end? How many times have you missed me? Can you count it yourself?" Raising his arm, Su Qianmo pointed at him, "Can you count it yourself? Tell me! Can you count it? "

The restless air slowly froze.

It seems to be waiting for how this scene will end.

"Me!" Su Qianmo pointed to his heart, looked at him, and asked loudly, "I, Su Qianmo, is still your life?"

"Yes. Always. Always."

The answer was so loud that even the wind couldn't blow it away.

"Haha——" The laughter was sarcastic and abrupt, and Su Qianmo almost laughed and bent over, and then straightened up again, "Really? Really? It's your life. Why do you abuse me like this? Why?"

Shaking his head, Yun Qi wanted to move his feet, "I don't. Qian Mo... calm down."

"I said you did!" Shouting, Su Qianmo shook again, pulling all the nerves that were hanging on the edge, "You're trying to plot me and frame me, is that what you mean? This is you So-called love? You don't deserve—"

"I'm telling you! You're not worthy! You're not worthy to say you love me—"

He was speechless by her loud questioning.

My feet seemed to have taken root, and I couldn't move.

"My parents are dead, do you know how I feel? Do you know how I feel when I appear in the cemetery wearing a wedding dress?" Su Qianmo lowered her head and pulled her wedding dress, looking at him.

"You won't know. You'll never understand what feels worse than death."

"Can you feel at ease in such a wedding? Can you?"

(End of this chapter)

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