Wen Zhiyu grabbed his arm and slowly tightened it, but no matter how hard she tried, after Ji Xubai said these words, she felt so sour that she could no longer hold back and lay in his arms and cried silently. .
Wen Zhigu took a deep breath and slowly pushed him away. She fell weakly against the wall with red eyes. Ji Xubai wanted to reach out, but she looked at him with a cold throat. Facing the cold wind, she lightly opened her red lips: "Don't touch me."
So Ji Xubai's hand stopped in mid-air, and finally he slowly retracted his hand, stared at Wen Zhigu, and said softly: "She has looked for you, hasn't she?"
Wen Zhigu looked at him and smiled sadly at him.
Ji Xubai also smiled faintly. As soon as he smiled, he couldn't help coughing. He laughed and coughed at the same time. The cold wind filled his throat and burned so hard that he almost choked with tears. He still had to speak. : "I know, you don't believe me so much? You don't believe it at all. Is it you who I like? I've said I like you so many times, but you don't believe a word of it?"
Wen Zhigu lowered his eyes, looked at his feet dully, and said a little insensitively: "If Ling Xue hadn't died back then, you wouldn't like me now."
Ji Xubai looked at her in disbelief. When the tears fell, he laughed out loud: "I like to know the past. It has nothing to do with Ling Xue or anyone. I only know that I am in the cold night of Beige." , The person I miss every day and night is the one who knows the past. I thought I knew the past and understood it, but it turns out you never believed me."
Wen Zhigu clenched his fingers, but their fingers were trembling and trembling.
Don't dare to touch or move.
Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly raised her head. The moment she saw him crying, it seemed to sting her eyes. Wen Zhiyu's eyes suddenly became moist, and she opened her lips slightly. , her voice was so thin that it seemed as if it would be blown away by the north wind at any moment: "She said, she wants me to leave you."
Ji Xubai looked at her expressionlessly, his deep eyes were filled with tears, but he refused to fall. The wind was so cold, and it violently flew the black hair under his silver crown. He was so noble and stubborn. Standing here, desperate to death, he just said calmly: "It turns out that no matter how much I say or do, I can't even get enough of Ling Xue's words of encouragement."
After Ji Xubai finished speaking, he let out a breath of turbid air, lowered his eyes and looked around, then walked to the other corner, picked up the stones on the ground, and threw them on his legs, mercilessly. Go down.
Wen Zhigu's pupils suddenly dilated, his eyes widened in horror, and he almost screamed and ran over, "What are you doing!"
Wen Zhiyu reached out to grab the stone in his hand, but it was too late. The blood had already flowed down his leg that had not yet removed the stitches, and instantly dyed his white robe red. It was a dazzling red, as if it was blooming in the dark night. of bright red roses.
Wen Zhiyu raised his head with tears in his eyes and shouted at him in a hoarse voice: "Is there something wrong with you, Ji Xubai?"
Ji Xubai didn't seem to feel any pain at all. He lowered his eyes and said calmly: "I want to stand up just to know the truth. Since knowing the truth can leave me for others, I don't need these legs."
Wen Zhigu fell to the ground, hugged his legs tightly, and cried bitterly: "I'm afraid you have her in your heart, I'm afraid you'll hate me again for her... Ji Xubai, I'm so scared..."