Chapter 257
They had already been to the apartment several times. She would be moving in in a few days, and her belongings were already packed. They were becoming more and more comfortable here; it felt like half a home now.
It was already very late at night, and he packed up and wanted to leave.
Her eyes were blurred and she collapsed on the bed like a pool of spring water.
He came over and kissed her on the cheek and said, "I'm leaving."
She lazily stretched out her arms and put them around his neck, clinging to him quietly for a while, then pulled one of his hands under the quilt and placed it on her stomach.
She smiled and watched his back as he left, as if she was at home, watching him go out. He would be back soon.
She died two days later.
Wang Jiazhi was originally a beautiful flower, but when it was about to bloom, it was trampled and destroyed by a group of demons. Their petals were torn, their leaves were crushed, and their stems were torn off.
In his hands, it was nourished and watered until it finally bloomed, but when it reached its most beautiful and gorgeous peak, it suddenly withered.
They destroyed her pride, and she felt she was no longer as good as Lai Xiujin. But when she was dying, she saw Lai Xiujin's dusty, cowardly and fearful behavior, and she felt not only a sense of revenge, but also a return of her former pride.
"So what if you destroyed me? I can still blossom and continue to be my heroine. And you, until your death, will remain a lowly clown supporting role."
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