When Long Yixue fell off the cliff, she was still looking at the bright red in her palms, laughing crazily. Her expression became more ferocious, and she murmured, "Linghu Qingying, we don't owe each other anything after all."
With tears in her eyes, Long Yixue slowly calmed down, "Linghu Qingying, that night you and I met for the first time, and we were as good as each other. Why did you treat me like an enemy when you saw me again? I tried my best to please and compromise, am I still me? You treated me so well later, and what did you want to use me for? Now that you are dead, I will accompany you. If there is an afterlife, I will definitely live up to you."
Under the cliff is the sea, and the warm body sinks into the sea, causing a circle of ripples...