251: C251 A Lifetime or too Long

C251 A Lifetime or too Long

Gong Mingchuan held back the anger in his heart and tried to coax her with a suppressed voice. "Be good! Don't throw a tantrum! Now is not the time to be willful! You have been infected by the virus, I have to think of a way to save you. . . "

Le Youyou's heart ached to the point of death, as if she was drowning in deep water. She smiled sadly and said: "My life belongs to me, and I cannot control you. My life has been so long, and your pity will not be enough. "

"Then what do you want to do?" He looked up at the hovering fighter aircraft, and perhaps it was about to explode. "Be obedient! Get on the plane!"

Le Youyou's eyes were bleak. She looked around and said, "Is this island the island that you and sister landed on in the past? White Cliff. . . Was it also Big Sister's name?"

White Cliff, what a pleasant name. . .

That villa in France should also be built for sister, so it's also called White Cliff!

Gong Mingchuan was stunned, and his phoenix eyes seemed to have a broken light flashing in them. It slowly became dark, dim, complicated, and painful.

She looked at him without blinking. Suddenly, she shouted, "Gong Mingchuan, answer me! Is it all because of sister?"

Because sister died, he loved her.

If sister lived, he definitely wouldn't want her anymore.

Gong Mingchuan shouted as well. "So what if I am!? The White Cliff was indeed a name given by your sister. . . "

He walked over and held her hand, "If you want to kill me, then cut me. We'll talk after we get on the plane. "

Le Youyou smiled. She suddenly smiled like that. Her smile was pale. It did not look like a smile. Instead, it looked like she was crying. Heizi and Qin Ling were shocked when they saw her.

Gong Mingchuan looked at her painful smile. His heart felt like it had been hit by something. It was painful and uncomfortable. "Follow me to the plane! I will explain everything to you. "

Her smile became weaker and weaker, but her eyes became stronger and stronger. . . . "I trust you so much. But you made me live like a joke. "

She took a step back. "I don't want to be sister's substitute anymore. I can bear this kind of thing once four years ago, I won't be able to bear it a second time. So, I gave up! I don't want you anymore! I'll fulfill your wish! From today onwards, I, Le Youyou, will sever all ties with you, Gong Mingchuan. There will no longer be any relationship between life and death. "

Gong Mingchuan's expression darkened bit by bit.

His pupils, however, turned blood-red bit by bit. He shouted loudly, "Le Youyou!"

He grabbed her arm, but she suddenly pulled out the dagger hidden in her sleeve and cut the corner of his shirt with her backhand.

A piece of white cloth was blown up by the wind and floated into the sky.

Seeing the broken pieces of his white clothes dancing in the wind, her extremely beautiful facial features became a little sad: "Don't touch me anymore! You are not worthy!"

Gong Mingchuan looked at her determined eyes and stared at her. "When are you worthy of me to pay?! You have never believed me! "

Le Youyou held the knife to cut him off. "These words have no meaning to me anymore. Your life is too long. Go and find someone who can move you for the rest of your life! "

She turned around and was about to fall off the cliff when Gong Mingchuan rushed forward like a cheetah and hugged her. "Stop messing around. Come with me!"

Le Youyou could not stand it any longer. A ruthless look flashed across her forehead and she stabbed the knife into his chest.

She looked soft but her hands were actually ruthless. She pinched the knife handle hard in his body and vented all her pain and hatred on the shiny knife edge.

The man's chest was filled with endless pain.

He could not believe it. His pupils contracted, and a flash of fear flashed across his eyes.

He slowly lowered his head and saw that there was a shiny blade in his chest.

Le Youyou loosened the handle of the blade and took a step back. She saw his bright red blood squeezed out from the wound on his chest and dyed his white shirt red. Drops of blood fell onto the rocky ground.

Her chest rose and fell violently and her fingers were stained with his bright red blood.1

"Gong Mingchuan, your life is too long. . . You should forget about me. . . "

She held her hands, clenched them tightly, and then stretched them out in a spasming manner.

She stepped back step by step, and finally turned around without any mercy, and walked down the cliff.

Her footsteps became faster and faster, more and more determined. In the end, she almost ran up and disappeared very quickly.

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