"You're leaving?" he asked softly. Today was the eighth day. Yesterday, they were very happy and insisted on climbing to the top and looking down from above. The scenery there was beautiful. No one mentioned unhappy things and came back. The last night was over.

Ling Xianger nodded, said nothing, and forced a smile.

The atmosphere began to condense, as if all the air had been sucked away. Both of them couldn't breathe. Ling Xiang'er thought about it. These days, she still couldn't let go of Liu Chenyi. Although these two were him, she felt inexplicably painful when she was with him.

"It's okay." Ling Xianger spoke.

"What?" he asked.

"I said it's okay. What should come is always coming. There is nothing to be reluctant to let go, right?" Although Ling Xiang'er said this, her eyes still showed reluctance.

This is very contradictory, isn’t it? It’s all him, but both of them are actually the same, but why is she still feeling sorry for her and betrayed Liu Chenyi?

"I can't bear to let it go." Meiran was still a little stubborn, "Let's go. Goodbye." He concealed his emotions, and saw Ling Xiang'er looking at him lightly, but never set off. He was afraid that his disguise would be seen through, so he gave her a last smile and turned around and left.

Ling Xiang'er also smiled. Maybe he didn't feel anything about him at all, and he didn't need to comfort him anymore.

On the cold night, the weather became colder and colder. Ling Xianger was nestled on the bed and looked at the window. Snowflakes floated in the sky, all of which were white and vast.

So cold!

It's so strange! The room was obviously warm, why was my body still trembling? Ling Xiang'er didn't want to think about anything and closed her eyes. After a long time, she didn't show any signs of sleeping. Are she too energetic? How could it be that they used to hug each other tightly and fall asleep in the dark. How could she not be sleepy?

Ling Xianger got up and flipped through the cabinet. She wanted to find some sleeping pills and band-aids. She knew there was one because this was the house they lived in, a very beautiful house.

He lived with his Zhen Xueer before. There were several bottles of sleeping pills and a lot of band-aids in the cabinet. In the past, he always used sleeping pills to anesthetize himself, otherwise he would really not be able to sleep.

Ling Xianger found it and ate five or six pills, but she was still so energetic.

"What's going on?" Ling Xiang'er smiled sadly, then swallowed all the rest of the sleeping pills.

Gradually, she finally fell asleep.

She seemed to have a dream, in which someone was calling her name, sighing.

"Xiang'er, you've woken up. It's been three years since you've been, don't you open your eyes?"
Chapter completed!