She is the white moonlight in my heart

Chapter 637 Unforgettable

The pitch-black night was very deep, filled with a mournful atmosphere.

Xu Huan and Hou Zhe were still standing on both sides of the hall door.

"Don't tell her..." Xu Huan begged, begging deeply.

The wounds on his pupils became heavier, and the thin circles of pain, like torrents of water, condensed deeper and deeper in his pupils.

Hou Zhe had already slumped down from the side of the gate, powerless, and Xu Huan turned his back in pain.

"I don't want...I don't want..." Hou Zhe murmured, his magnetic and warm voice was extremely painful, tears were rolling in his eyes, and the white eyes were gradually turning red.

"We will kill her. She died once 20 years ago, didn't she? You saw that scene a few days ago. You have seen the scene of her death, haven't you?" Xu Huan Said choked up.

Xu Huan's jaw trembled, his mouth opened, his white fangs clenched his clenched fists.

What is spinning in my mind is the second, that moment when she died 20 years ago.

Hou Zhe was already unable to restrain himself, tears trembling and falling down.

He raised his head, tried to control his emotions, and tried to make his mood as calm as usual.

He didn't want to cry, let alone let Huan see his tears.

However, tears slipped quietly from the corners of his eyes. Tears were hot and scalding, scalding his heart.

He leaned his head powerlessly to one side, and looked at the dark night outside. It was boundless despair, with no light of hope.

Xu Huan had already bit the back of his hand bloodshot, his whole body was trembling, and his face was flushed.

Tears fell desperately, he was suppressing like Hou Zhe, but the heart-piercing tears burst out from his eyes crazily.

Xu Huan's side face had veins protruding from his neck.

He rested his head against the door, and his mind was full of images of her death.

If that woman hadn't shown them the picture 20 years ago, they wouldn't know what Yun Luoxi was like after they died 20 years ago?

A few days ago, when the orphan was rescued, they all knew about it.

It was the woman who let them see the scenes of Yun Luoxi after they died.

After they died, she died too, and she died too.

He couldn't forget the scene of her roaring crazily before she died, and she couldn't forget her heart-piercing cry: "Yi Chen... Yi Chen... Chenna..."

I can't forget her hysterical cry.

I can't forget that she hugged his body and ran wildly.

Never forget that she was in a state of madness.

He couldn't forget that Yun Luoxi that made him feel distressed.

I can't forget that Yun Luoxi who desperately called each of them's name in the rain.

Unforgettable, she cried desperately, crying desperately.

Unable to forget her desperate face, she walked towards the abyss of death.

I can't forget that she used her short nails and five thin fingers to plan the black soil desperately.

I can't forget her messy eyes, crying in grief, tears fell from her eyes one by one, and poured into his body.

I can't forget that her hands are soaked with bright red blood.

I can't forget the flesh and blood that has been torn off by her hands.

She was still digging the grave, she was still kneeling in the rain and calling his name, shouting, shouting together with the sad wind blowing.

I can't forget her desperate kiss on the red stake.

I can't forget that she was lying beside his grave, lying quietly.

I can't forget that day, when it snowed, white snow fell on her body, I can't forget...

Xu Huan cried desperately, he cried like a child, as if he had lost the most precious thing in this world.

He restrained himself, tears of silent grief, one by one, connected into a line, condensed countless crystal-clear mourning molecules, dripping down to the ground.

At this time, it was snowing outside, as if mourning the deep sadness.

Winter continues...

Who will change?

(End of this chapter)