The wind blew softly and coolly on my face. When I reached out and touched it, I was surprised to realize that it was a tear.

"Get out!" Yan Zijie said calmly without looking back.

Jon looked at the two of them and murmured in his heart, but he didn't say anything nonsense and walked out quickly. Standing in front of two such arrogant people, it was a great honor that he didn't collapse.

"Can you tell me now?" Yan Zijie looked at him calmly, "There are some things I think I have the right to know."

"You don't want to know. This is your last wish and the only thing I can do for you." Ya's voice is very beautiful, as beautiful as a cello and intoxicating.

Yan Zijia lowered his head and looked at him silently, with a smile on his lips, but the smile was slightly bitter.

"Since it is his wish, then forget it!" Yan Zijie suppressed the sadness in his heart and spoke silently.

When Ya turned around again, she stared at him deeply, waved at him and said, "Go back!"

"How can I go forward if I don't get the answer?" The stubbornness that came from nowhere made him speak so stubbornly, and his sharp eyes were covered with a layer of mist, gradually brightening and darkening.

This scene seemed familiar, as if it had happened somewhere before, but he couldn't remember it at all.

"Are you sure you want to know? Don't you regret it?" Ya stared at his eyes and said every word so carefully that he hesitated for a moment. At that moment, Ya laughed softly.

If the smile wasn't so bitter, he might actually let it pass.

Just, do you regret it?

Yan Zijia didn't even know it himself. He only knew that if he didn't ask clearly, he would really regret it.

"That's my own business, you don't need to worry." He said the hurtful words in his mouth, but he swallowed them back, and looked at him quietly, his tone was a bit harsh.

The rich purple color formed a deep vortex, as if it could suck his soul in. Yan Zijia took a deep breath and looked at him calmly.

"Yan, there are some things you definitely don't want to know. This is the promise I made to you." Ya suppressed the excitement in her heart, said in an indifferent tone, and turned to leave.

Suddenly, his wrist tightened, and he lowered his head and looked at the hand on his wrist. A complex emotion flashed through his eyes, which was finally covered by a ball of joy. Time seemed to have stopped at this moment. The evil-looking and handsome man lowered his head.

The other handsome man with a cold body looked stubbornly at his side face.

"I want to know that I won't regret it. Are you satisfied with this? Can you tell me?"

After a long, long time, Yan Zijia gritted his teeth and spoke.

Ya chuckled lightly, withdrew his hand calmly, and said without any nostalgia: "Yan, it's great to see you here. She is fine and will wake up soon. You should be very happy.

I can see her."

For some reason, Yan Zijie felt empty in his heart. He reached out to grab his hand again, but found nothing.

"You really don't want me to know? Do you want to keep this secret forever? Don't you regret it?" He looked at the thin back and forced him with words.

He was answered with a chuckle, pleasant and charming, but not happy.

"You really don't want to say it? After all, I was dead in my previous life!" Yan Zijie said another sentence, emphasizing the word "death". The back trembled slightly and continued to move forward.
Chapter completed!