When no matter how hard he listened, he couldn't hear the slightest hint of selfishness in Jiang Ping's ambition, Yangchun, who had been sitting on the statue for ten years, felt a surging desire for destruction in his heart.
Why, I am struggling in hell, while he is innocent and innocent.
I want to destroy him, Yangchun thought. I saved his life, of course.
Later, Jiang Pingye really fell into the abyss of desire as he wished, but Yangchun regretted it.
He knelt down at the foot of the statue. I was born from the humiliation and hatred of two mothers, just like clinging to my mother. There was dirty blood on my body. I should not have come to this world.
But before returning to death, mother, please satisfy me:
Please let him live and have peace and joy in his life.
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When he saw Yangchun for the first time, Jiang Pingye felt in a trance and instinctively asked, "Have we met this sister before?"
"It's not like we just met. Except for gender, I look the same as that statue."
After seeing Yangchun in his dream for a long time, Jiang Pingye suddenly realized:
So it can be like this?
It can still be like this!
I was in love with you, before I realized I loved you.
Intention: Watch my past and admire the spring with me