My wife is so sweet

Chapter 510 Depression
Yan Jingshi's fist landed firmly on Yang Xu's face.

With all my might!

Bloodshots flowed out from the corner of Yang Xu's mouth, and his face swelled rapidly, with a layer of blue floating on it.

As if he couldn't feel the pain, his expression remained unchanged: "Xiaoyue doesn't want to see you like this either."

Yang Chuyue loves this person, even though she never said it, even though it was absurd at first.

But looking into her eyes, you can tell that she has him in her heart!

More than she ever imagined!

"You're talking nonsense, I'll destroy you." Yan Jingshi brought him up.

"You fucking think I want to say it?" Who wants to admit that fact?
Who is willing to admit that fact?

If possible, he would rather never have it happen in his life!
But now that the facts are in front of us, what else can we do besides accepting them?
"In life you have to see people, in death you have to see corpses!"

He never gave up until he saw the dead body.

"Why should you?"

Yang Chuyue probably lost all the corpses.

It was thrown into the deep sea to feed fish, or buried under the roots of trees, and became nourishment.

Either is possible, but the possibility of being alive is very small.

He doesn't believe it, he doesn't know!

The saddest thing is, knowing it clearly, but not giving up.

"Brother, please go back, don't come to me if you have nothing to do." Yan Jingshi left him a determined back.

It seemed to be telling his decision silently!

Yang Xu stood there for a long time with his head down.

It was long enough to make people think that he was going to turn into a stone before turning around and leaving.

……

Yang Ting was drunk again, and his guilty heart finally felt much better when he was unconscious.

Yang Xu looked at him like this, and snatched the wine bottle from his hand: "Don't drink it."

Yang Xu's sanity was no longer clear, but he still did not forget the wine in his hand.

He straightened up unsteadily, but snatched the wine from Yang Xu's hand: "Give it back to me!"

"Even if you drink to death, Xiaoyue won't see it, let alone come back!"

On the day Yang Chuyue's accident happened, it was Yang Ting who asked her out.

He always felt that if he didn't ask her out, if he didn't ask her out, she wouldn't be arrested, let alone be poisoned.

It was he who killed her!
It's all his fault.

Yang Xu's words, like a thorn, pierced Yang Ting's heart, stimulating him to wake up: "Then can I go with her?"

He walked with her so that she would not be lonely on the road.

She has always been afraid of being alone, and also afraid of the dark. She walked alone on the road, and she didn't know if she could find her way.

How pitiful she would be if she became a lonely ghost with no money on her body.

"Have you had enough trouble?" Yang Xu poured all the wine in his hand on Yang Ting.

The white wine dripped down the ground along Yang Ting's hair, and soon meandered into a small river.

The pungent smell of alcohol wafts through the room.

"Trouble? Do you think I'm trouble?" Yang Ting sneered.

He was very serious, but never made a fuss.

"Even if you die, Xiaoyue can't come back, and her body hasn't been found yet, how can you give up?"

Yang Ting had been depressed for a long time, he had to cheer him up, and he didn't hesitate to lie about it.

"Come on, you don't have to lie to me."

He's not that stupid!
"Even if there is even a little hope, we can't give up. What if Xiaoyue is really alive and waits for us to save it?"

Yang Xu's voice was too alluring, Yang Ting raised his head: "Really?"

"Of course, if we all give up on her, then who will save her?"

(End of this chapter)