Chapter 2445 You Are Not Wrong, You Just Don't Love Me

He suddenly walked slowly from the void, with a faint halo all over his body, he was still a tall and handsome Shangxian. She stood there in a daze, not daring to blink, for fear that in the blink of an eye, he would disappear again.

The halo was getting closer and closer to her, he stood still in front of her, and stretched out his hand, as if wanting to wipe away the tears on her face, but he let it go.

Tian Xueqing held her breath, looked at him blankly for a moment, and finally came to her senses, she subconsciously wanted to hug him, but she didn't expect to smash him into pieces, the golden light scattered, floating in mid-air like a galaxy.

Afterwards, the golden light slowly condensed into a human form and reappeared in front of her.

"You..." Tian Xueqing's tears fell again.

He was in the void, embracing her vainly, and the cool and fragrant breath of his body surrounded her, and a low voice came from her mind, with a little helplessness: "Xueqing..."

Tian Xueqing looked at him with tears in her eyes, and her tone was full of expectation: "Are you coming back? I miss you very much."

Ji Yunhuang's body seemed to froze, and he remained silent for a while.

In the end it turned into a sigh: "Xueqing, I'm sorry...forget about me."

With golden light condensing in his hands, he put his hands on her long hair and stroked her hair.

His warm breath made her greedy, and his touch made her feel at ease.

My heart became extremely peaceful, and the pain and despair of many days were gradually withdrawn... Certain unforgettable images in my mind were gradually fading away...

She was startled, and broke free suddenly: "Never!"

The dream came to an abrupt end here, and she suddenly opened her eyes.

It's still the same room, the same bed. He was still lying there silently.

Tian Xueqing looked at the person on the bed fixedly, her eyes were a little blank.

The night is as cool as water, and the moonlight is like water.

Outside the window, cicadas screamed non-stop, with the sound of the wind blowing the leaves rustling, reflecting the round and big moon, it was quite summery.

There was a gust of hot wind outside the window, but it was a bit cool inside.

She stretched out her hand out of nowhere and touched Shang Ji Yunhuang's long eyelashes. The eyelashes trembled when they touched her hands, and her heart also trembled.

I wanted to leave as soon as I touched it, but I lingered on it.

Her small hand brushed across his slightly closed eyes, high nose bridge, thin lips...

She closed her eyes, recalling the warmth in the short dream, and the soft and helpless apology from the void.

She held his hand hanging by the side of the bed, his hand was cold, no matter how much she held it, it would not be warm until her heart also became colder inch by inch.

This hand once touched all parts of her body, and this hand once waved her away mercilessly. This hand once brought her full of despair.

It was also this hand that saved her and her master, and it was also this hand that once held her hand and told her not to be afraid...

This hand once dragged her to heaven and pushed her to hell——

Now this hand can no longer do anything else, no matter how she grasps it, it will not give her the slightest response——

She put her face on this hand and closed her eyes slightly.

"Yunhuang, when I was dragged underground by ghost vines a hundred years ago, I blamed you, but I didn't hate you. You are not wrong, you just don't love me... I hate myself, wishful thinking. So I died I swear to God that I will forget you in the next life and never see you again..." Her voice was calm, empty calm.