The sound of the head falling caused Han Lu's heart to stop instantly!

At this moment, she was squatting on the ground and he was standing. She buried her head but did not dare to look up at him. She lay her hands on her knees, lowered her head and bit her lip.

"Han Lu!" The hoarse voice above her head floated like willow catkins. It was very soft, but she couldn't help but tremble while she was squatting. In these years of dreams, this voice accompanied her through each lonely time.

That night, when the voice that made her miss and fear sounded in her ears again, she was so sad that she couldn't make a sound.

In her ears, there was the sound of the mountain wind blowing the maple leaves. The person in front of her stood without moving at all. The wind blew the corners of his clothes and stirred up a cool breeze on the top of her head.

The air seemed to have solidified. The woman who never dared to look up at him heard a choking and hoarse voice, which melted into the wind with an unexplainable loneliness!

"Han Lu, don't you want Lu Qian anymore? Do you--" the voice stopped slightly, as if it was stuck in the throat, and it took a long time to say the last words with a trembling heart, "really don't want me anymore?"

"

A trembling voice floated down from Han Lu's head, and the tone was a little trembling. However, the woman squatting on the ground couldn't help but trembled all over. Big tears rolled out of her eyes and fell on the cement stone steps.

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Chapter completed!