
"Are you sure you want to continue this?."
"Why did you choose this path?."
Yumei stared at the parting events of Ryuurei and Maelys with dewy red eyes, tears as if dripping but stifled.
His eyes were extremely red, and he nearly took two steps forward in three steps.
"What did you say?" the figure asked, "If he loves you, even if I take the last drop of blood out of my body, I will save you!"
"That's it, I agree but why are my mom and dad like this?."
If she had such a husband, she would rather kill the man with a kitchen knife and then commit suicide, it would be impossible for her to have children for him.
"Mr ... Mama ...."
Her heart had never been this big before, and she had to hear her voice before she could feel a little calmer.
Yumei continued to open her eyes, letting tears flow in her eyes, and it took a long time to suppress the almost suffocating trembling feeling, and then she said: "Papa oh papa ...."
Yumei made up her mind in a situation of difficulty to hold back her cries, and she responded with a smile and tears.
"Love like this .. how can the two of them be?."
Initially, Yumei thought both her parents must have spoiled her mother and spoiled her because she was so pitiful that she would die.
This could be considered to be able to leave without regret....
But now ....
In the end, Yumei couldn't help but wave a stronger heartache when she almost lost Rukia.
If he is in the position of his mother or his father ... Can he live?
"They are destined to be full of pain. No matter how hard you fight, you won't even be able to send him the last step!"
"No!" Yumei spewed out a mouthful of blood, and that paper-white face became increasingly transparent under the light.
He really could not accept this reality.
He already knew he was wrong.
No, you can't!
The two followed Ryuurei's footsteps. This time it was a trip to the queen's museoulum.
His eyes were like an eagle, staring straight at the road ahead, until the door of the funeral home appeared in front of him before he stepped on the brakes, opened the door, and dashed out like a gust of wind.
The atmosphere in the mourning hall was gloomy, sobs came one after another, and sadness and joy flowed quietly.
Ryuurei's eyes hurt and hurt from being stabbed.
In this kneeling position, he moved into the crystal coffin bit by bit, he stretched out his hand and squeezed the cold end of the coffin, crying like a child who lost the entire world.
"Know! Your lover is here ... I am here ... I'm a bad husband. I've promised to look after and protect you for the rest of your life, but now ... I deserve to be cursed!"
The person who said he wanted to protect her personally pushed her into the abyss!
The man kneeled there, his head constantly hitting the cold coffin, blood flowing from his forehead as soon as he sniffed it.
As if he did not know the pain, he still repeated this action.
Yumei cried, "Papa."
"Xiaowu, can you answer me? Can you call me Awang again?"
The man choked and was out of breath, his five fingers strained, and the lid of his nails was forcibly removed.
There are no bones left!
There are no bones left!
There are no bones left!
God punished Ryuurei!
Yep... God, this makes him live in guilt and regret for the rest of his life and cannot be set free!
"Your majesty, too dangerous, this sky lightning ...."
Before he could finish speaking, a "Boom-" voice exploded in his ear.
Lightning snatched the funeral home, everyone slammed out of the place.
"Mama!." Yumei yells.
A sky-high flame instantly gushed out.
BOOM!!
Another explosion.
Ryuurei suddenly spewed out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground, the wound on his left arm was ferocious and dripping blood ...
This time, Ryuurei was seriously ill.
The high fever continues, and the coma continues.
A man who has long been free from disease and disaster, once he is sick, will seriously answer the phrase "Disease comes like a mountain down, and man goes like a thread."