Chapter 733 Crazy criticism of the beauty for taking the villain’s script 63

The heavy downpour hit my head and dripped down the side of my face, which made me look miserable. My back was stiff and straight, like a bow that could break at any time.

The rainwater falling from the eyelashes was like tears, and there were tear stains remaining in the corners of the eyes. The young man's head was dizzy and stagnant, and he had a low-grade fever for three days. Su Qing'an's words were like cold electricity splitting open all the joy.

When he saw the other party's indifferent face, his thoughts were in confusion. He opened his mouth, wanting to say a lot, wanting to question something. Finally, he wiped his face with such force that his fingers were so cold that they trembled. He could not hide his panic, hurt and helplessness.

, wandering on the edge of collapse, can only ask dumbly.

"Why is it like this all of a sudden... I was fine before? What did I do wrong? Tell me, can you talk properly? Don't be like this... don't..."

Incoherent speech.

I don't understand, but I'm trying to save it.

The heart feels weightless and dull.

For the first time, Cen Zhou hated himself for not being good at words. He didn't understand how Su Qing'an had changed in three days. He just felt that what he did was not good enough.

He was very cautious about the beginning of this relationship from beginning to end.

Su Qing'an just lowered her eyes calmly, her long eyelashes curved softly and affectionately, and glanced at the young man's hand grabbing her wrist, but it was a contemptuous and heartless look.

The woman's red lips parted slightly.

With the mouth that used to spit out sweetness day and night, I said the most hurtful and cold-blooded words.

"I am a princess. I am a noble person, above all others. How can I possibly like you?"

"The bet was a lie to you. I never took it seriously."

"I never loved you."

——"Warning! The target of the redemption mission has a blackening value of 92!!" A cold and sharp alarm sounded in Su Qing'an's mind. Against the background of the rumbling thunder, it was about to lose control and collapse.

On the night of April 18th, Su Qing'an only used three sentences to defeat all Cen Zhou's proud rationality, and the whole world fell apart!

The rain was raging, getting heavier and heavier. The mahogany hairpins fell into the dust and no one cared about them. The hems of their clothes were soaked by the rain.

The cold wind blew, but it was unmoved.

The more arrogant she looked holding an umbrella in the wind and rain, the more pitiful and ridiculous she looked.

When Su Qing'an said this, Cen Zhou remembered that a month ago, she kissed the scar behind his left ear, with lowered eyebrows, asked him if it hurt, and said that he would not be hurt again. She said she would

Feeling distressed.

My mind was confused, and many fragments of their relationship flashed through my mind. I didn’t know that people’s hearts can change, but at the time I just thought it was ordinary.

The heart is empty, and the cold wind is whistling inside. It is full of joy and carefully opens the soft and sincere place. What is welcomed is not love, but the sharpest knife. I pierce it with my own hands and stir it fiercely inside, for fear of this heart.

It won't be broken and muddy.

If all this is fake, what on earth is this year?

Who is he?

"I don't believe it." A sour and astringent voice came out of Cen Zhou's lips and teeth, and he grazed the tip of the knife, mixed with his breathing and heartbeat, and it was bloody and painful.

He held her wrist without letting go, but his eyes were red, and he repeated harshly: "I don't believe it!"

"Let go!" Su Qing'an struggled for a while, but couldn't get it open. She ordered with an angry tone, "It's just self-deception, it's up to you."

"Say it again." Cen Zhou approached her and shortened the distance between the two people to almost the same distance. The rain hit him, and the coldness penetrated into the bones.

His heart was cold, his whole body was hot, and his brain felt uncomfortable and dizzy, as if there was a sword stirring inside.

Those eyes washed by the rain stared at Su Qing'an, not letting go of any expression on her face, and her voice trembled to the point of pleading, "Say it again, look into my eyes, what did you say this year?"

It's all lies! You said... you don't love me at all."

Su Qing'an has never seen Cen Zhou like this.

The eyebrows are fragile, the eye sockets are red, and the tone is choked, forming a broken and hot sincerity.

Thousands of times, I just don’t want to be abandoned again.

She can put this heart together now, or she can break it overnight.

From now on - there will never be such enthusiasm again!

A white light flashed across the sky, tearing open the dark night sky, and for a moment it was as bright as day, illuminating the faces of the two people.

She told him that night.

"I love you so much."

Said it many times.

Cen Zhou believed it to be true.

At this time, the mole on Su Qingan's right eye looked like a natural tear stain. She looked at him. Those glazed eyes were the cold blood of the emperor's family. She said word by word: "All of this is fake. I don't love you at all."

you!"

The rain slid down from the skin of the two of them, extinguishing all the heat. Cen Zhou was almost in pain and couldn't breathe.

He walked out of the quagmire alone, no need for warmth or tenderness.

He had suffered so many injuries, the most serious stab wound was only three inches from his heart.

But he didn't know why it hurt so much this time.

From the moment his heart beat, to April 16, and then to the night of the 18th, the second before Su Qingan said those words, he wanted to tell her openly and openly——

He loves her.

He wanted to tell her that he would marry her with three letters and six etiquettes. She was Feng Guan Xia Pei, known to the whole world, so he could live up to her innocence.

He plans to leave the capital and go to the frontier, to fight his way on the battlefield, to protect his family and the country, and for her. He wants to be the sharpest knife in her hand until she reaches the supreme position.

He wants her to get everything she wants, and everything she gets will be beautiful!

What else did he want to say... Cen Zhou had a splitting headache and thought blankly. Looking at Su Qing'an's determined face, his vision was blurred and he smiled slightly.

He wanted to say that he would leave after spending April 16th with her, and would come back within three years, and would not let her wait for him too long...

Needless to say all!!

These nonsense words have become the most ridiculous oath.

The thunder was deafening, the wind and rain were violent and dull, hitting my ears and raining on my heart.

"You are so pitiful, Cen Zhou."

Su Qing'an's eyes moved elsewhere without any hesitation.

"From now on, don't let me see you in the princess mansion."

Rain fell from Cen Zhou's eyelashes.

Like a tear.

Those eyes, which are always clean and open, are red with sadness.

I felt so distressed that I felt numb.

It doesn't hurt that much anymore.

Her hand was violently thrown away, falling to her side, and she left.

The back figure disappeared into the rain curtain.

A smoky green oil-paper umbrella separated the two worlds.

Cen Zhou has always been cold-hearted and indifferent to love. If it weren't for Su Qing'an, he might have been a carefree swordsman all his life.

Now this sword has a heart and a soil where it wants to take root. Baba was picked up by others and then smashed to pieces.

On the day when he finally understood love, he faced the most cruel blow in his life.

——"The blackening value of the redemption mission target is 99!"

——"Warning! Warning! Once the black value of the mission target is full, an irresistible trend will occur. Please choose the host carefully."
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