Like dreaming

Su Ying didn't feel any truth.

I just feel that the empty soul is waving!

In pain, in trouble!

Struggling on the brink of love and hate...[

"Xiao Enze!" Su Ying gritted her teeth and raised her jade hand, trying to slap him hard, but tears fell on her handsome face, "Why? Why do you want to save me?! Bastard! I hate you"

He is really dead! He is really dead!

How could he choose this way of death?!

...

Lie Yanjing looked at this scene.

Then he turned his eyes to Xiao Enze's portrait in front of the mourning hall.

Suddenly, I understood.

Xiao Enze's heart.

This bastard! No wonder he showed that expression when he was dying.

He got what he wanted!

Those who can't get her, at least this will always live in her heart.

At this time, at the door.

Two people appeared.

Elegant and purple.

The two were dressed in black and wearing black glasses.

One thing special is that Feng Zi was holding a bouquet of white roses in her hand, while elegantly holding a large bouquet of brightly blooming red roses.

In this place, in this situation.

Lieyan was shocked when he saw the two.

The vigilance suddenly arose, who let them in?![

He couldn't help but catch the gun secretly. As long as they had a little movement, he would react quickly.

However, the two of them walked forward step by step as they looked at Xiao Enze's portrait. They were so pious, solemn, without any blasphemy. In their eyes, Xiao Enze is everything, their souls are. However, this one

But the characters suddenly fell and left, leaving them without any mental preparation and no...

"Brother, I don't like those chrysanthemums. What he loves throughout his life is roses." Dian Ya closed her eyes and couldn't see sadness.

Now, he was standing in front of the coffin, and Feng Zi was standing beside him.
Chapter completed!