Xu Jing smiled and chose not to answer.
It was not until she saw the yellow paper in his mouth that Xie Zhiyi knew what he was going to do.
He was terrified and slapped the edge of the bed with all his strength.
Please, stop. You have to stop!
He just watched as He Wenxiu's body glowed, watched him approach him, and touched his face.
He mouthed, "Live."
No, he doesn’t want it!
He doesn't want to live alone, he wants to live with He Wenxiu!
The bracelet became a tool to imprison him. He collapsed on the bed, without even the strength to struggle.
I just watched him cast the spell with an expressionless face until tears began to fall from the corners of my eyes.
"He Wenxiu, you..."
He suddenly felt dizzy, unable to see or hear.
The moment he jumped into the air, he thought of many things.
Looking back on his short life, there is nothing worth reminiscing about.
If there is anything worth reminiscing about, it is that he has lived for more than 20 years but it was not as enjoyable as the night he went out with He Wenxiu.
That night, he could clearly feel that he was living like an ordinary person. He didn't have to put on airs like a young master and could vent his dissatisfaction freely. He could experience fleeting joys, sorrows, anger, and happiness and enjoy life like a normal person.
If He Wenxiu was no longer by his side, then half the light in his world would be gone.
No one tolerated his spoiled brat temper, and no one helped him experience the life of a normal person.
There are no identical leaves in the world, nor can you find similar ones. It was already difficult for him to find someone with a similar personality and temperament in just a few days, so he didn't expect to like him or even fall in love with him.
Xie Zhiyi had always used He Wenxiu as a tool. He wanted to live, and he wanted to live by sacrificing He Wenxiu. But when the day finally came, he found that there was no joy at all, only indifference to life.
He wanted too much, life and love. But how could this world let him have it all? He could only choose one.
While he was still hesitating, He Wenxiu forced him to make the decision.
Use his death to exchange for your own life.
When his consciousness gradually returned, Xie Zhiyi felt the surging vitality brought to him by this body. He had no time to be happy. He just wanted to hug the person lying on the bed.
"Don't cry, listen to me, I don't have much time left."
Xu Jing knew that Xie Zhiyi was in poor health, but he didn't expect that she was so poor that she didn't even have the strength to speak.
He pointed to the phone in his trouser pocket and said, "I've written down everything I want to say and everything you can do in the memo on my phone. You can take a look."
"Puff." The backlash of the magic forced him to spit out blood, and his consciousness slowly dissipated. He held on to his last bit of strength and said, "Escape."
At the last moment of his life, Xu Jing activated the formation.
The formation is connected to a relatively safe place outside, allowing Xie Zhiyi to temporarily avoid the pursuit of the Xie family, but he can do nothing else.
The light in the formation was aroused, his vision became blurred, and his heart was in pain.
He couldn't accept the fact that He Wenxiu had died before his eyes. He wanted to cry but couldn't, and even lost his voice.
The pounding heart in He Wenxiu's chest told him how much he loved him.
Xie Zhiyi always thought that He Wenxiu's love contained other impurities, but she didn't expect that he was narrow-minded. His love was really pure and he just wanted him to live.
He gained life, but lost the person who loved him most in the world. Was it really worth it?
Xie Zhiyi didn't know the answer to the question.
He only knew that the person who loved him the most was gone.
He died in the ancient castle where he had been imprisoned for more than twenty years.
After "Xie Zhiyi" died, the formation under the Xie family's castle collapsed.
The luck that had maintained the Xie family for a hundred years did not disappear, but because of his death, the luck turned into resentment.
The Xie family, once a century of prosperity, could no longer withstand the backlash of resentment. Initially, all the cards in Xie's father's hand were lost. He lost money on everything he invested in, his capital chain shattered, and the couple fell out. Eventually, things got even worse. The mall's collapse and the umbrella of protection that had shielded them were overturned by a government that had long been dissatisfied.
With the withdrawal of their protective umbrella, the Xie family's fate also came to an end. To quote a line from "Dream of the Red Chamber," "A chest full of gold, a chest full of silver, but in the blink of an eye, he becomes a beggar, everyone slanders him."
No matter how wealthy a family is, it cannot escape the fate of destruction. No matter how much they sacrifice, they can only delay the decline of their fate.
When the Xie family fell into poverty, many people took advantage of the situation and beat them up.
The once glorious family collapsed within five years. In the end, some died, some were injured, and their fate was even worse than that of "Xie Zhiyi" who died with a clear conscience.
Many years later, Xie Zhiyi, who went to develop in another place, used He Wenxiu's ID card to buy a plane ticket back to China.
He had managed the money He Wenxiu had left him, and it had now reached an astonishing figure. This amount was enough for him and other children in similar circumstances to live well.
Before going to see him, Xie Zhiyi donated part of her money to the welfare home.
He only had enough left to cover his expenses.
When he returned to the castle again, he was no longer as excited as he was then.
After the Xie family went bankrupt, the castle was auctioned off. After many twists and turns, the castle finally fell into the hands of Xie Zhiyi.
He looked at the ivy climbing on the outer wall of the castle, which brought a glimmer of life to the entire castle.
When stepping into the corridor, Xie Zhiyi saw his brother throwing a black ball at He Wenxiu angrily with bare feet, but He Wenxiu caught his hands.
"He Wenxiu, why are you going against me? What is your purpose in coming to the castle?"
He Wenxiu smiled and said gently, "I like you. I came here just to have a romantic relationship with you."
He walked down the hallway and into the bedroom.
In the afterglow of the setting sun, he had changed into black clothes and turned into Xie Zhiyi, who was both white and black.
"I want you, brother. Can you give you to me?"
Xie Zhiyi deliberately put on a charming attitude. In his heart, as long as she made a promise, he would go with her.
Then, he saw He Wenxiu's peaceful smile. "Okay."
Without any emotion or purpose, I just wanted to follow him.
He was stunned for only a second and then he was relieved.
The 30-year-old Xie Zhiyi knew that those were all her own fantasies, and He Wenxiu would not say such words to her with ulterior motives.
All the beautiful things were pictures he had crocheted himself, and he would only say to himself, "I hope you live well."
He is alive and well now, but he is no longer the person who fulfilled the promise with me.
"He Wenxiu, can you come back?"
The rustling sound of the wind did not respond, and the birds lost their former vitality, and the villa was silent.
"I love you, you know that?"
Ten years later, he finally spoke out what was truly in his heart, and at that moment, tears streamed down his face.
"I really understand what love is."
But you, who was with me, are no longer here.
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