"Xiao Ling, you won't forget me, right." Yue Peihui was very conflicted in his heart. He wanted his lover not to be troubled by this matter, but he felt that he would not be willing to be forgotten like this.
At this moment, his hand caressing Du Ling's face was slowly falling.
"Forget it, Xiaoling, instead of letting you live with guilt, why don't you take my share and live well together!" Yue Pei Hui finally hoped that his lover could live happily, even if he was forgotten, it didn't matter... Anyway, they had so many happy memories.
Tears flowed down her cheeks, and her heart ached so much that she couldn't describe it. The person who once said that she would join hands with her for the rest of her life was lying in her arms extremely weak at this moment, looking so fragile and fragile.
"Ayue... Don't... Leave me."
Intention: love