"If I had known this, I wouldn't have fought for power with you willfully. You don't want this country anymore. What else should I do?"

As he spoke, he smiled and said lightly: "But it doesn't matter. I will keep the country for you, and I won't let others touch you at all. When you want anything, I will give it back to you... It should be yours."

"Oh by the way, I almost forgot. Actually, the jade carving last time... you threw it away from the river, and I jumped in and picked it up again, but it was too broken and some fragments could not be found. It was all my fault. I lost it with my own hands..."

His throat seemed to be pinched hard by a pair of hands, and he couldn't speak. Jun Zhan pulled the corners of his lips with difficulty, trying to laugh, but he couldn't laugh.

The originally disguised lightness gradually became depressed and depressed.

The greatest sorrow in this world,

You can't even laugh in disguise.

After she left that day, he looked at the mirror-level river surface. Somehow, he jumped out of the river like a devil, frozen inside for several hours, and only grabbed a few pieces.

He was obviously cold all over at that time, but he felt even colder.

The broken jade carvings were eventually broken.

Like a broken relationship,

No matter how much you regret it, no matter how much you want to make up for it, it will still be useless.

Broken things cannot be returned. Even if they come back, they will never be like they did in the first place.

After all, the grudge buried in the heart separates two people and two worlds.

Jun Zhan stayed quietly in the room for a while, his eyes were empty, without any focal length, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

It was not until it was dark that he moved his stiff fingertips. Because he had not moved for a long time, his body became stiff.

The pale and handsome man coughed slightly twice, and his beautiful jointed fingers pressed against his lips and coughed up some blood. The dark blue blood vessels looked particularly clear on the translucent cold white hands, and even more fragile and vulnerable.

The man coughed lightly while the candlelight swayed, bringing a pathological beauty.

Jun Zhan's eyes were unremitting, like a lake of death.

He glanced at the last glance at the body lying on the couch, his eyes cold and emotionally unconscious.

Not her.

Even if it's similar, it's not.

The existence of this alternative only tarnished her.

It shouldn't exist.

In fact, when Jun Zhan recalled what happened three days ago, he still found that there were many loopholes in it, but he didn't notice it when he lost his mind.

Perhaps I also noticed that I still didn't want to bet on the 1% risk at that time and gave up saving her.

Because he no longer wanted her to be in danger, even if it was only 99% possible that something would happen to her, he still went in without hesitation.

This feeling of being so calm and self-sustaining is affected by one person and being influenced by one person is too dangerous for Jun Zhan.

Perhaps Jun Zhan would die just one second later.

Is it thrilling?

It's indeed thrilling.

Jun Zhan looks at this matter from the perspective of an onlooker and an ordinary person.

I also think this matter is indeed thrilling, and the person who broke in is also stupid.

But if it's done once.

Jun Zhan knows.

He would still choose to do so.

His life is already hers, so why not give it to her directly?

Thinking about it,

Jun Zhan looked at the sky outside the window, picked up the mask next to him expressionlessly, and put it on his face, as if he was isolated from all his expression, only the boundless indifference made people cold to the bone.
Chapter completed!