my gaming boyfriend

Chapter 739 He Won't Love You Anymore

This scene was so familiar, so familiar that it made her feel like she had experienced it before.

But the imaginary pain did not come, they just fell gently on the thick grass like a blanket like a flat fall.

this is a dream...

or reality...

She pulled the girl up and was about to speak, but the moment she saw the girl's appearance, her back turned pale.

——The face that is very similar to her is full of smiles, the black hair is draped softly behind her head, the eyebrows and eyes are curved into a beautiful crescent shape, and the tails of the eyes are raised, picking out a very gorgeous and flamboyant arc, like a delicate woman. The thickest finishing brush added by the artist in the fine brushwork.

so similar.

So much like her.

In the blink of an eye, the girl grew up and twitched, her eyebrows, eyes, nose and lips changed slightly in an instant, and she grew into a face that was the same as Jiang Huaichu's.

When she spoke, it was exactly the same as Jiang Huaichu's voice, "Who are you?"

Jiang Huaichu recalled painfully in the void.

who is she……

Where does she come from...

What does she want to remember...

She let go of the girl, took two steps back, and opened her lips slightly.

"I... I am Jiang Huaichu..."

The man who shared the same face as her lowered his jaw slightly, his eyes gleamed with malice and darkness, she spoke firmly and deliberately, "No, you are not, I am Jiang Huaichu."

Her gaze suddenly crossed Jiang Huaichu's shoulder and looked back, her gaze was gentle and full of love.

Jiang Huai was stunned for a moment, and followed her gaze.

Standing a man more than ten meters away, because of the backlight, he looks particularly oppressive. The skylight outlines his slender and tall figure, and his eyes, which are deeper than ordinary people's, are dark, without any emotion.The thin lips curled downward, forming an extremely indifferent arc.

——It's news.

The breeze blows across the grass, carrying the elegant and fragrant fragrance, Wen Fengxi's gaze meets it, a trace of inadvertent tenderness appears in those cold eyes like water waves, and he reaches out his hand towards Jiang Huaichu.

No woman can resist such a man, Jiang Huaichu's footsteps moved slightly, like a girl bewitched by a demon, subconsciously moving half a point ahead.

But she saw the girl next to her who claimed to be "Jianghuai Chu" holding the hem of the white skirt and rushing towards Wen Fengxi, throwing herself into Wen Fengxi's arms like a swallow returning to its nest.

In Wen Fengxi's arms, she turned her head to look at Jiang Huaichu who was stunned, and said in a malicious tone: "Look, you are not Jiang Huaichu."

"...I am...I am..."

"I have everything about Jianghuaichu, his past, his memories, but you have nothing, why do you think he can be with you who has lost his memory like a stranger without any grudges? .”

"...No...No..."

She said: "You forgot about him, now I should take over all of this."

Her voice was like the most vicious snake in the world, licking her ears like a cold snake letter.

Jiang Huaichu's whole body was icy cold, as if she was in an icy water niche for an instant, her limbs and bones were all frozen stiff, unable to move a step, unable to think for a moment, and could only let the voice of a poisonous snake do evil in her ears.

"Give up, he won't love you anymore."

It was clearly a soft voice, but the ending made her tremble.

Jiang Huaichu rushed towards the two embracing figures, the coldness between Wen Fengxi's brows as he treated strangers chilled her heart, but she stubbornly wanted to hold Wen Fengxi's hand regardless.

(End of this chapter)