Chapter 4785: Wind Chime of Memories (61)

Han Yichu's face suddenly turned white, as if his blood color had disappeared.
A sense of fear lingered in his heart.
No one knows that he can't lose his dance.
Nowadays, dancing is the person who is carved into his heart, so that he is more important than life.
"Dancing, Dancing..."
Shouting, Han Yichu's voice was hoarse. This kind of pain can't be seen by other people.
He is a man, crying.
Han Yichu's eyes turned red, he looked around in a panic and shouted everywhere.
The voices are hoarse, the pain trembling...
Huang Qingwu was actually in the kitchen and heard the painful hysterical voice.
Although she was trembling in her heart, she felt a little uncomfortable.
In fact, listening to Han Yichu's voice, she was uncomfortable.
But now her heart is even more painful, she still wants to drink, and she does not want to take care of Han Yichu at all.
If she can really give up, she really left.
But she did not leave, did not leave, unlike the last time to leave without mercy, that is because she loved Han Yichu, she was not willing to leave.
But she couldn't forgive.
She didn't know what to forgive.
She just couldn't understand it.
So she drank again.
She did not know how tortured Han Yichu could not find her.
In fact, both of them are now tormenting themselves.
It's all because of love, because of love, it hurts, and only mind too much.
Han Yichu couldn't find Huang Qingwu on the second floor, and there was no light on the first floor. Because Huang Qingwu didn't like the light, she wanted to be quiet and quiet in the dark.
Han Yichu shouted on the first floor and finally heard a different voice.
His heart trembled suddenly, and he followed the voice.
He smelled a strong wine, very strong, and some pungent.
Han Yichu's heart trembled, not sure if Huang Qingwu was in it.
He was really afraid that Huang Qingwu was gone.
He didn't even dare to make a sound, for fear of disturbing his lover.
He trembled and groped for the kitchen switch, turning on the kitchen light.
When the light was turned on, he really saw the Emperor Qingwu sitting on the ground, and of course the wine bottle that was rolling down on the ground.
He watched Huang Qingwu still drinking wine bit by bit.
She narrowed her eyes because of the light, but only glanced indifferently at Han Yichu, then turned her eyes and continued to drink her wine.
Han Yichu was relieved when he saw that Huang Qingwu didn't leave, but when she saw her like this, she felt even more painful.
Han Yichu did not even dare to approach Huang Qingwu.
At that moment, the indifferent eyes really stabbed Han Yichu.
But even if it hurts and hurts again, he didn't want her to leave, he wouldn't allow it, he wouldn't allow it at all.
He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but his throat was dry and painful, and he couldn't make a sound at all.
Even breathing is painful.
But he still slowly, squatted down slowly, reached out to touch the bottle in Huang Qingwu's hand, and wanted to take the bottle in her hand.
But before he approached Huang Qingwu, he was slapped by Huang Qingwu, "You go away."
Hearing this indifferent voice, and thinking of the lingering just now, Han Yichu shivered fiercely all over his body.
He said hoarsely: "Dancing, it's me, at the beginning..."
"Oh, I know who you are, you don't need to emphasize."
She wants to drink now, and no one wants to take reason, especially Han Yichu, she doesn't want to see it.
She was afraid to read it, and she couldn't help but want to say something hurtful.
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