The 154th chapter of love (1)

Yinyin hobbled towards Zhao Ziheng with the help of Guisha. She was wearing a black Guisha coat with blood stains inside, showing how she had been treated not long ago. It seemed like she was windy. Blow and pour...

  "Yinyin!!" Shan Zhen exclaimed in a low voice.

Zhou Cheng, who had already picked up Zhou Yan, also reacted at this moment, watching Yinyin walking towards them with difficulty; seeing Yinyin, Feng Qinghan also showed a happy expression, only the phantom, his face was green, staring. Looking at Yinyin with big eyes, and then at Gui Sha, she didn't know when Gui Sha left, and she didn't even think he would find Yin Yin? However, an extremely strange arc appeared on the corner of her lips immediately, and no one noticed it.

  Yinyin finally stumbled over with the help of Gui Sha. She didn't look at Zhao Ziheng and seemed to ignore him? Passed by him without a trace of stagnation, and slumped beside Zhou Yan...

Only at the moment Yinyin passed by Zhao Ziheng, Zhao Ziheng had a dim feeling. There seemed to be nothing in his world. He had nothing. He opened his eyes blankly, but he looked like a lonely ghost. At a loss.

   "Yan!!! Look at me!!" Yinyin tremblingly held Zhou Yan's hand, the uninjured left hand, and looked at Zhou Yan who was dying with grief.

Zhou Yan opened his eyes wearily, but it seemed difficult for him, so his eyes blinked lifelessly. When he saw the person in front of him, a pair of eyes that had been distracted seemed to flash with a bright light and rekindled. With the fire of life, she lifted the hand held in Yinyin's hand laboriously, trying to smooth the sadness between Yinyin's eyebrows.

Seeing Zhou Yan's life-consuming behavior, Zhou Cheng only felt that something was stuck in his throat. Up to this moment, he didn't know whether Zhou Yan was awake, but he had to admit that he could not compare Yinyin's feelings at all; Lifting his eyes, seeing Yinyin lift Zhou Yan's hand back on her face and gently rubbing her face, eyes full of tears, he felt envious, and a little jealous, but at this moment, he felt it was again The only comfort, for Zhou Yan.

  Zhou Yan’s lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but as his movements only bright red liquid continued to overflow from his mouth.

   "What do you want to say? I'm listening." Yinyin saw Zhou Yan's thoughts, so she bent down and put her ear to Zhou Yan's lips, listening very seriously.

   Zhou Yan did not hear what Zhou Yan said, but he could be sure that Zhou Yan did say something, and then his hand fell off Yinyin's hand, like a broken kite falling.

"No! Don't, don't die, don't die—" Yinyin shouted hoarse, her voice was so painful that she couldn't tell. No one knows when she can talk, and no one cares at this time, because at this time There was only Zhou Yan whose life had passed in her eyes, but her voice could never be conveyed to that person.

"Don't—ah!!!" In addition to sadness, there is more pain. Even Yinyin herself never thought about what would happen to Zhou Yan when she really died. Only at this moment did she deeply understand her heart when Zhou Yan died. It was so painful, it made her almost unable to breathe, and the person who had loved her so much died like this, suddenly that she could not even imagine.

  Who can comfort whom? Zhou Yan is dead. Zhou Cheng once hated the brothers he wanted to kill, but after all he knew that they were brothers, how could he really bear the heart to watch him die? He knew very well that Zhao Ziheng's sword was deadly, depriving Zhou Yan of all the possibility of survival, but it was so sudden, how could he accept it? The only thing that can comfort him is perhaps that at the last moment, Zhou Yan saw the person he most wanted to see, right?

Zhou Cheng is a strong man, no one can deny it, but even a strong man is just an ordinary person in front of feelings. Even a strong man cannot avoid the passing of life; no one knows that Zhou Yan is before his death. Whether or not death is really meaningful, smart people can see that the heart that he loves Yinyin is beyond doubt. No one can replace it. It’s not that no one loves more than him, but everybody loves Yinyin. Individuals choose love in different ways.

  Silence, except for silence or silence! No one spoke, only Yinyin's crying voice, that voice full of grief could not be subdued for a long time...

Wu Yao was like an outsider, ignorant of everything. He looked back and forth on Yinyin and Zhao Ziheng, but couldn't see why he came, and then looked at Wang Ye, as if he wanted him to tell himself the answer; however, Wang Ye’s gaze stayed on Yinyin’s body. Perhaps for now, he didn’t understand Yinyin’s thoughts, but he couldn’t find a reason to stop it, so he could only be silent, so that he ignored the most. Things that should not be ignored.

Feng Qinghan was also the same. He felt that no matter how he could coax Yinyin’s words on weekdays, he seemed to be conscientious and insufficient at this moment. He knew that Yinyin could not listen to anything anymore, and he didn’t know about Zhou Yan’s death. What kind of mentality does Yin hold so that the person she cares about the most can be ignored in front of her, is she not in love? Or did she find that she fell in love with Zhou Yan, who was already dead? No, Feng Qinghan believes that Yinyin still loves Zhao Ziheng, but he can be sure that this incident may have caused Yinyin not to be a small blow; perhaps, Feng Qinghan can figure out whether Yinyin was saddened by Zhou Yan’s death or because Was it Zhao Ziheng who killed Zhou Yan? Or neither? Even if the wind is cold and emotional, he is just an ordinary person like anyone else, and he can't figure out what Yinyin's mood is after Zhou Yan's death.