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1665 We fell in love for the sake of separation

Song Chenxi’s snow-white hair scattered in the air.

Lin Hanxing, who was carrying the weight of two people, hit the floor with his back, making a muffled sound.

“Chenxi …”

Lin Hanxing’s hands were still holding her in his arms. His long eyelashes trembled slightly. A smile gradually appeared on song Chenxi’s pale face, but it was soon deformed by the pain.

“Chenxi!”

Gong Chen, who realized what had happened, was the first to rush over and kneel beside her. His arms were trembling, and he looked at the wound that had pierced through her chest from her back in horror. He held her tightly in his arms in despair.

It was a mess.

“Calm down, Gong Chen,”

Song Chenxi’s voice was gentle and powerful, even though there were large mouthfuls of blood flowing out from the corners of her mouth as she said this. This was different from the déjà vu that Zhan Nanheng and su bu had earlier, because everyone knew …

This time, it was real!

When Hua Ji’s men dragged song Zhiyun, who had shot them from behind, in front of them, a strong stench rushed out from her body. Lin Hanxing and the others had only left for a short time, but half of song Zhiyun’s face was completely festered, and his human figure could not be seen.

“Bitch! Bitch! You will all die a terrible death!”

Song Zhiyun’s eyes were bloodshot as he struggled madly, as if he had gone mad.

However, no one had the time to pay attention to her now.

“Chenxi, please, hold on a little longer.”

Gong Chen’s hands were wet from the blood that came out of song Chenxi’s body. He felt suffocated. Desolate tears fell from the corners of his eyes onto song Chenxi’s face. He could not control them at all.

Song Chenxi smiled and shook her head.

“I’m too tired.”

Every night, she would be awoken by pain and gloom. Every moment of happiness was a form of physical and psychological torture for song Chenxi.

“Chenxi, then you hate me! You can continue to hate me, okay?”

Gong Chen understood the look of self-abandonment in her eyes. He would rather she hate him and treat him coldly than bear the pain of losing her.

Song Chenxi was still smiling, but she turned to look at Lin Hanxing.

Lin Hanxing’s entire body was covered in frost that was almost at zero degrees. She did not speak, but the moment her eyes met song Chenxi’s, she knew that she had to give up.

Chenxi had long wanted to die.

“Gong Chen, let her go.”

When Lin Hanxing said those words with great difficulty, Gong Chen raised his head and glared at her with bloodshot eyes.

“How do you want me to do it!”

“How do you want me to release it?”

Song Chenxi was held even tighter in Gong Chen’s arms by the pained Gong Chen. He looked as if he would take anyone’s life if they dared to come forward and snatch her.

“You won’t even give me a chance to redeem myself. What do you want me to do? Chenxi, what do you want me to do?”

Didn’t they originally have a lifetime together?

“Then … You … You should live well.”

Song Chenxi’s long eyelashes trembled slightly. She looked at Gong Chen’s face, which was on the verge of collapse, and spoke softly.

Some people were destined to meet for love.

Some people love each other, but they are destined to be separated.

Song Chenxi used all her strength to raise her hand and reach out to Gong Chen.

“Live hard …”

However, before she could get close, her slender fingers slid down powerlessly, and the last tear in her eye slowly slid down with her last movement.

The flower fell.

“Chenxi!”

Bai Xi and Jiang Xibao cried out in pain, and tears fell down their faces.

Gong Chen’s breathing instantly stopped.

He widened his eyes in disbelief and maintained his posture of wanting to get close to song Chenxi’s palm.

“Chenxi …”

Yingluo, I know better than anyone that you don’t love me.

I wish the two of you to grow old together, be United with one heart forever, and have an unwavering determination in this life!

Yingluo, so in Gong Chen’s eyes, I deserve to suffer all this and be schemed against?

Xuanji, Gong Chen, my heart is not made of iron …

But you are!

All the memories rushed into Gong Chen’s mind at the same time, and a heart-wrenching pain gushed out like a flood. He couldn’t believe that he had lost his entire world in such a short time.

“Chenxi, I know you’re trying to scare me, right?”

Gong Chen insisted on holding song Chenxi’s weak hand and putting it on his cheek. He smiled gently and shed tears.

“You’re just asleep, right?”

“You just …”

Gong Chen’s voice was stuck. When he looked down, all he saw was song Chenxi’s snow-white hair.

Yingluo, I’ll protect you, Gong Chen!

Yingluo, you said you liked me. You can’t forget it for the rest of your life!

Yingluo, put your hand on my shoulder and I’ll take you away.

Yingluo, I’ll be with you. You don’t have to worry about anything.

Yingluo, even if the whole world betrays you, I’ll be by your side.

Gong Chen lowered his head. His entire body was trembling like autumn leaves. The only thing he could do was hug song Chenxi tighter and more forcefully.

“Chen, save me! Ah ‘Chen!”

The voice in her ear gradually returned like the tide, along with song Zhiyun’s screams and struggles. Gong Chen raised his head and looked in her direction. His eyes were calm, as if he was looking at a dead object.

“Chen …”

It was still the same little white Lotus ‘call.

Gong Chen gently placed the lifeless song Chenxi on the ground. He even took off his suit jacket and gently placed it on her, as if she wouldn’t feel cold this way.

“Don’t listen.”

Gong Chen bent over and covered song Chenxi’s ears with his hands. His thin lips were branded between her eyebrows.

“You’re clearly the most afraid of pain.”

It had always been.

His big palm caressed song Chenxi’s hair, as if he wanted to look at her one more time. He wanted to remember her in the deepest part of his mind. He would not forget her in this life, and he would not forget her in his next life …

For generations to come.

There was no end.

A drop of tear fell from the corner of his eye and entered song Chenxi’s eye, then gradually flowed out.

He took out a pair of newly bought wedding rings from his pocket with trembling hands. The design was simple, but it was carefully thought out. Gong Chen had originally planned to take them out after the matter was over.

Gong Chen slowly put the Rings on for the two of them, even though the Rings were eventually dyed red with blood.

“Don’t walk so fast on the road,”

He leaned over and whispered in song Chenxi’s ear, using the most intense gentleness in his life, as if it was the last time in his life.

“Chenxi, please, wait for me.”

Gong Chen said.

Without anyone noticing, Gong Chen pulled out the gun from behind his waist, aimed it at his temple, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

There was a thump.

Gong Chen fell on song Chenxi’s body. Their fingers, which were wearing rings, were still tightly clasped.

The ground was covered in blood.

“Ah … Ah ah ah …”

Song Zhiyun shrieked in horror, as if he had never expected Gong Chen to make such a decisive decision.

Lin Hanxing stood still and slowly closed his eyes.

Yingluo, you’re … Ninth miss?

I didn’t expect miss Jiu to be so young.

Miss Xuanji, when you truly love someone, you can’t bear to let him get hurt in front of you.

Even if it was just a little …

Not even Yingying.

Tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes.

Chenxi …