Wild Games: The Devil Let My Mommy Go

She would not be so hurt or so conflicted...

The most she can do is accept her family's demise, and she won't be stupid enough to hate those who go to round them up...

Her father and brother indeed deserve death, but they are her father and brother after all, and she cannot really put aside these grudges...

Only if you love him as much as your life, you will hate him to the core and cannot forgive...[

It is such a contradictory and weird psychology that she herself cannot grasp. (www

She took a breath, stabilized her mood, and raised her eyes to look at him.

A pair of clear black and white eyes were filled with unprecedented seriousness: "Ye Yanmo, please stop pestering me, okay? Do you think it's still possible after so many lives and deaths are separated between us? It's impossible! I'm still the same person I was six years ago.

That sentence, I don't have to hate you, but - I will never marry you again! Your entanglement will only make you and me more embarrassed. Why bother? Why don't you walk on your Yangguan Road, and I'll walk on my single-plank bridge? Just

Wouldn’t it be nice to pretend we’ve never known each other?”

Since the reunion, it was the first time Yin Yanyan had such a calm conversation with him, and the first time she was so calm and rational.

Ye Yanmo's heart slowly sank.

He stared at her quietly, his eyes as deep as a mirage and as black as obsidian.

There seemed to be thousands of emotions lingering in it, so complex that no one could understand.

Yin Yanyan did not avoid his gaze and looked at him calmly.

Her eyes were as calm as water and as cold as water. Ye Yanmo's heart seemed to have been soaked in cold water, and the blood in his body was as cold as ice at this moment.

"Yan Yan..."

His voice was as gentle as a cloud, just like how he called her before.

The voice was low and gentle, as if he wanted to melt the name into his heart and taste it.

He had called her this countless times, when she was having a tantrum with him, when he was coaxing her, in those passionate and passionate moments...

He called her name over and over again, and every time, her heart melted like honey...

He called her that again now.

However, as Yin Yanyan's heart trembled, sadness also surged up.

She looked away. She didn't want to live in such contradictory emotions all day long, and she didn't want to face him...

"Yan Yan, is this what you mean?"

There was a flash of pain in his eyes, and his voice was slightly trembling.[

"Yes! I hope Mr. Ye can understand that it is no longer suitable for you and me to meet each other!"

The pain in his eyes and the low tremor in his voice made Yin Yanyan's heart ache.

But then she hardened her heart. At this time, she could no longer be soft-hearted and get entangled with him.

Ye Yanmo stretched out his fingers to smooth the broken hair on her forehead, and his warm fingers touched her skin...

Yin Yanyan hid as if frightened and looked at him warily: "You!"

Ye Yanmo sighed, the look in his eyes was faintly painful, and he was more serious than ever before: "Yan Yan, if - this is what you hope for most, then fine, I will fulfill your wish and will not appear in front of you again.

take care!"

He leaned down and kissed her gently on the forehead, like a dragonfly touching water, passing by, as if it was a real farewell ceremony.

Before Yin Yanyan could react, he pulled away and turned around.

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