Chapter 2569 The Witch of Duke Rose (93)

It's hard to soften, even if it's playing the piano as a stand-in, I'm happy when I feel aggrieved.

When Xia Ya turned his face, it was cold, but when he touched the piano, he showed a smile that pretended to be flawless.

His fingers quickly fell on the keys, and the crisp sound of the piano was murderous.

Bai Weiwei gently took off the mesh on her head, she supported her chin with her hands, and looked at him quietly.

The strength of Xia Ya's fingers is getting lighter and lighter.

Eventually the sound softened.

The outline of his side face is as delicate as a flower.

Her rare calm gaze softened his eyes.

The tune was lingering, and he held the keys with his fingertips, and it was rare when he began to concentrate.

The girl suddenly got up, came behind him, stretched out her arms around his waist, and put her face on his back.

She whispered, "Sorry, you are not him, but I let you play the piano."

Xia Ya's eyes were sore, he pursed his lips, and finally his tone became light.

"Take me as him, Weiwei."

Bai Weiwei's fingers that hugged him seemed to be stiff for a long time.

Then she said softly, "You don't deserve it."

After he finished speaking, a sharp needle pierced into his waist.

Xia Ya has never been so careless, it may be her rare tenderness, or it may be that he is too confident in himself.

There can be no dangerous objects on her body.

Xia Ya's eyes widened, her body stiffened, her limbs numb.

Bai Weiwei left him blankly, watching him fall to the ground unable to move.

Anesthesia nerve poisonous needle with five days of health, and it will be effective in a single stab.

She was like a proud nemesis, her cold eyes filled with suppressed anger.

"The only person I love is him. Since I resurrected you, then my medicine will definitely work. I don't need a substitute, because I can resurrect my true love."

After speaking, she turned to leave.

But the next second, Xia Ya's struggling fingers grabbed the corner of her skirt.

"Don't you have any feelings for me?"

It is unimaginable for a man to be so humble.

Bai Weiwei paused, she was silent for a long time before she indifferently reached out to pick off the only rose above her head and threw it on him.

Broken petals fell to his eyes.

It hurts to hit him.

Bai Weiwei's voice was indifferent and ruthless, "I just misplaced my feelings. You are not him, and you will never be, so stop pretending."

Xia Ya's fingertips were weak, and she lay on the ground and looked up at her.

His eyes were terrifyingly hopeless.

Bai Weiwei looked at the stand-in bar and made her way to sixty-five with difficulty.

She said ruthlessly: "Real love does not allow a substitute."

So wake up, the substitute didn't end well.

No one hurts as a substitute.

The stand-in was so desolate that her hard-hearted heart couldn't stand it any longer.

What kind of stand-in is she still doing, and she will complete the task when she falls in love with dignity.

Char's fingers gradually lost their strength because of the drug.

His fingertips landed, only his eyes were still staring at her.

Bai Weiwei's eyes were indifferent, with a hint of panic, but more of a firmness without turning back.

"I don't want to see you again. Don't come to me. If your conditions are so good, more girls will like you."

The fragility, grievance, and pity in Xia Ya's eyes disappeared.

His purple eyes were terrifyingly beautiful.

Just stared at her coldly.

"Don't go."

His voice was hoarse and suppressed, but instead of being humble, it seemed like an order.

Bai Weiwei tugged at her skirt, took a few steps back without hesitation, then pinched her skirt ruthlessly, and immediately turned around and ran out.

The door opened and closed again.

During that time, she didn't even give him a look.

Xiaya lay on the ground, as if waiting for something.

The lonely young man's eyes were numb and solidified.

The candlelight snapped, finally awakening the frozen world.

The boy lying on the ground slowly got up, he stretched out his hand and pulled out the needle from his waist.

The needle tip is black, a highly toxic drug.

If he is a normal person, it is estimated that this poison has poisoned him.

She really has no affection for him at all.

Xia Ya was expressionless, reached out to comb his short honey-colored fluffy hair, and the needles on his fingers shattered into dust.

No poison in his current body is of any use.

After all, dragons are known not to be afraid of poison.

She doesn't know about this.

Xia Ya held his face in his hands, and seemed a little tired. He folded his eyelids and looked lazily.

"Resurrection lover?"

He showed a cruel and weird smile.

"What a good wish, it seems that you have never really despaired, why are you so naive."

How tender he was to her.

Let her even have a wish to return to her lover?

Xia Ya put his hand on the piano and stood up gracefully, then he straightened his sleeves and collar, and followed slowly.

And the piano collapsed behind him.