Chapter 113 Shallow Smile

This smile will always be remembered by Ye Fuhui and Xuan Zheng.

"Actually, when the teacher was destroyed, I should have left, but I spent so many days in vain. Now, I can finally find the masters. I hope they won't blame me for coming too late. Yan Qingrong's smile was very bright, but there was blood on the corners of her mouth, which made people gloomy.

"They won't blame you." Ye Bhui said in a trembling voice that he no longer knew what to do now. He was confused and had no clue.

At the moment when Yan Qingrong fell, his world had lost its brightest color, and everything else was blurred. If Yan Qingrong returns to the dust, how should he deal with it?

He didn't know what to do. The pain spread all over his body, and every drop of blood was as cold as ice.

Yan Qingrong smiled and said, "Don't be sad. It's not worth it for me. You still have a good future, and you will definitely find a better partner. I'm not suitable for you.

Ye regret quickly shook his head and choked with tears, "No, no, only you are the best."

When others looked at this scene, they couldn't help but feel sad, and no one made a noise for a moment.

"You... listen to me." Yan Qingrong coughed a mouthful of blood and said slowly, "I don't want to see you like this. Do you remember the scene when we first met at Haoran College? You are so high-willed, and the jade tree floated out of the dust. Why did you change for me? Can you promise me that even if I'm not in the world, you are the same as you were in Haoran College, which makes people intoxicated and afraid that you can't climb..."

At this time, Ye regretted that there was nothing else he didn't want to do, and immediately nodded, not wanting Yan Qingrong to leave with regret.

Yan Qingrong smiled and said, "I want to see your smiling face, confident eyes, and a vigorous look..."

Ye Fuhui pulled his mouth when he heard the words and laughed abruptly. His smile was a little stiff, perhaps more ugly than crying. But he continued to do so. He knew that this was what Yan Qingrong needed at the present, and he would do it well no matter what. He tried his best to make himself look like in the past.

Yan Qingrong was very satisfied. Her eyes shifted slightly and fell on Xuanzheng next to her, and a few strands of complexity emerged.

It was this man who should have been quiet and lustless, who forcibly occupied her and engraved an indelible mark in her life.

Although she also suffered a plot on that day and could not be herself, she still had a clear idea of what had happened. She couldn't help but treat Xuanzheng with a very complicated mood, but there was no hatred.

Shicai also blocked a fatal blow for Xuanzheng, which was exchanged for her own life.

Although she was originally indifferent to life and death and didn't care much about the world, she used this life to save Xuanzheng, at least to prove that although the two met by chance, she actually cared a little about Xuanzheng. After all, she can be said to be her man.

She can imagine what kind of life the other party is living during these days, which will only be more desolate than her. Because Xuanzheng originally stood in a high position, he suddenly fell down when he encountered this matter, and he would only fall more miserable. She understands that some things are not the wish of both parties, and naturally she will not blame them.

"No regret..." Yan Qingrong said weakly, and it was the first time that Ye did not regret.

"I'm here, I'm here!" Ye answered hurriedly with regret, with blood and tears on his face.

Yan Qingrong coughed out a few more mouthfuls of blood and said intermittently, "Answer... promise me not to look for Xuanzheng's trouble again in the future. He is also... innocent... No wonder... No wonder."

Ye Fuqiang's smile stiffened, his lips trembled, his breathing was a little aggravated, and he didn't say anything for a moment.

Seeing this, Yan Qingrong held his breath and said, "Promise me, this is the first time I beg you, and it is also the last time I ask you. Don't you accept it?"

After saying that, she spit out a few more mouthfuls of blood, frightened and sad.

"I promise you, I promise you everything." Ye regret quickly said that nothing was more important to him than Yan Qingrong's will.

Yan Qingrong smiled and said, "You are... a person who fulfills... promises. I believe you... you will be able to fulfill it."

Ye Buhui nodded, and the softest inch of land in his heart was touched, and another line of blood and tears fell, mixed with his pain.

Yan Qingrong vomited blood and said, "You promised me... Where's my smile?"

Ye Fuhui immediately smiled, just like he used to be in Haoran Academy. However, the blood stains on his face at this time have long disappeared, and the past cannot be reproduced after all.

Xuan was looking at this picture, and his heart was also in pain. There were ripples in his eyes, and he immediately closed his eyes without letting sad tears flow out.

Yan Qingrong and Ye did not regret talking and laughing. From the beginning, they spit out a mouthful of blood, and then they almost opened their mouths and overflowed blood. Life is moving away and can no longer recover.

Finally, she looked at Xuanzheng, and her eyes were already gray, and she couldn't even see the shadow of the man in her eyes!

She said slowly, "Although... although we... did something wrong... but in fact, I... I have never blamed you."

Xuanzheng had already seen it, but when he was admitted by Yan Qingrong himself, he really put down the shackles in his heart and suddenly felt that his shoulders were light, and he did not have to continue to bear the blame.

"I am also wrong, but I swear that I will find and kill the person who framed you and me to sacrifice you in heaven!" Xuanzheng said word by word, and his expression was very serious.

He did not say death lightly, but had a goal, a goal that made him live to be possible to achieve!

"These are abyopia." Yan Qingrong said with a smile.

At this time, she remembered many past events in her heart. From childhood to large pictures floated past her eyes one after another, and her eyes suddenly became brilliant and returned.

These past events made her suddenly find that the most memorable place was not the Qingfeng School, which grew up from childhood to large, but Haoran Academy, which only stayed for three months!

It didn't take long for her eyes to completely fade away, and the bright past. Her pale face could not be seen at all. Her whole body was cold, and her skin had stiffened.

It's just that the corners of her mouth still have a shallow smile, with a few traces of blood hanging on one side.

Ye didn't regret shouting at the sky and couldn't maintain his stiff smile. His expression was sad and indignant, and his heart was full of regret.

If he hadn't been so persistently trying to kill Xuanzheng, maybe all this would not have happened.

It's called No Regret, but the life that has just begun has produced countless regrets and is destined to accompany each other for a lifetime.

Xuan Zheng was also sad, and tears could no longer be stopped in his eyes, which flowed down on his cheeks on both sides.

A generation of beautiful women has become clouds and smoke.