Chapter 2444: You have sent me to hell

She stuffed her little hand into Ji Yunhuang's palm, and squeezed her body into his arms as if afraid of cold. She was shaken by the ice and did not leave, her voice was small, weak like the wind "Why should you blame me ... I hate myself ... how can ..." Her voice trembled violently, speechless in pain. After a long while, I barely said, "How can I forget you ... How can I forget you ..."
Forget him, hurt him, and finally killed him ...
She used to love him so much ...
"You blame me, it's okay to blame me. Would you wake up before you can retaliate, right? If you don't wake up, how can you see how sad I am ..." Tian Xueqing hugged Ji Yun Huang's waist was like holding a piece of ice. Her face was full of tears, and her washed black eyes were full of pain.
There was no echo for a long time.
She was destined to hear no answer.
"You still hate me ... otherwise you definitely can't bear to see me so sad ... What will I do to let you breathe out? Can you tell me?" She was awkward, she just didn't understand With obsession, she looked at Ji Yunhuang deeply, as if looking at her only salvation in this life.
"Xue Qing, you ... he's dead ..." Looking at such a desperate woman, Ji Mo's distress was terrible, but she couldn't go on like this. She is now a little unconscious, and the consequences of not waking her up are unthinkable.
"No!" Tian Xueqing's voice was almost sharp, and Ji Mo was shocked by the sudden strong emotions erupting in her body.
As if aware of this, Tian Xueqing's voice went down again: "He won't die, Master, he is a god, did you forget?"
"lilac……"
"Master, please don't say anything more? Please ... let me stay with him for a while, just a moment ..." Her voice finally weakened, as if the leaves were blown away from the trunk by the wind. She looked at Ji Mo, her eyes full of pain and pleading.
Ji Mo's lips moved, and he reached out to pat her, but paused.
With a sigh, he turned away, his low voice was like a requiem's ​​dream: "Xue Qing, anyway ... you have a master."
you're not alone.
The door was pushed open, and then "squeaked" to cover it, and the sound of footsteps went away, stepping on a patchy ground.
Tian Xueqing closed her eyes heavily, tears could not flow, and Ji Mo's words echoed in her mind before she left, making the huge waves in her heart ...
Master ... you don't know.
You don't know, when he left, he dug a hole in my heart ...
Big hole running through the heart.
I have nothing left ...
Distressed to the extreme, every breath is a severe pain, this overload of mental pain is also accompanied by a huge emptiness, making her alive and painful and confused at the same time.
She curled herself up like a shrimp, fainted in consciousness, and hugged him as severely as possible, but her voice was low and soft, with deep pain: "Ji Yunhuang, I have nothing Now ... what else do you want? I'll leave it to your disposal ... "
In fact, the most painful is never the dead person, but the living person who is suffering in life than death.
Real hell. It will never be physical torture, but spiritual barren.
Tian Xueqing closed her eyes, her consciousness returned to silence, and the weak voice murmured as if in the wind: "You have sent me to ..."
In consciousness, she seemed to see Ji Yunhuang sit up ...
...
Card ... dead ... I ...
Ming ... day ... night ... and then ... look at ... (covering face)