Ye Xiaoyu slowly stepped back, seeing Anjue running from a distance. She didn't even wait for him to get close, just looked at Chen Ming deeply, "Chen Ming… if there's a next life, I hope to keep it simple and live with you, forever."
"No…"
Chen Ming leaped towards her, his outstretched hand only catching the hem of her clothes, while her figure had already plunged into the icy waters. All he could see was the dark sea.
Anjue stood tall and upright, his large body swayed, his face ashen.
He didn't even have time to say a word before she leapt down.
Why?
She obviously saw him coming, did she really not want to see him that much?
A sharp pain emanated from his chest, as if to tear him apart, "Ye Xiaoyu… Ye Xiaoyu… Ye Xiaoyu…"
This night completely changed the destiny of four people…
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