Chapter 657 Torturing Each Other (18)

Shang Yan pushed Yun Zimo away, hugged the urn, and slowly climbed onto the bed step by step, his whole body in a state of sluggishness.

Yun Zimo was still worried, looked back at the maid standing guard at the door, and said sharply, "Is Xiao Jin here?"

Shang Yan didn't have the strength to speak anymore, and she suddenly lost the courage to argue with Yun Zimo again.

Xiao Jin came soon, looking at the two people across the table, one with affection in his eyes, and the other remained calm.

"What's the point of calling me here?" Xiao Jin yawned, presuming that Yun Zimo and Shang Yan were having an argument again, so he was called to have fun.

"Mian'er may have some problems with his body, go and have a look." Yun Zimo was still worried about Shang Mian.

Shang Yan withdrew his gaze and stared blankly at the ashes, at this moment she suddenly felt that everything didn't matter.

Xiao Jin approached Shang Mian, only to see clearly that Shang Mian's face was full of tears, and his eyes were still swollen. It seemed that he had cried a lot earlier.

Xiao Jin looked back at Yun Zimo again, complaining how he was going to hurt Shang Yan again.

Shaking his head helplessly, he said softly, "Shang Yan, give me your hand, and I'll help you feel the pulse."

Shang Yan stretched out his hand unconsciously, asking Xiao Jin to feel his pulse.After a while, Xiao Jin said: "It's nothing serious, it's just that I'm a little short of breath, it'll be fine after a while."

These words are also telling Yun Zimo not to hurt Shang Yan anymore.

Yun Zimo seemed to feel something, his face sank, and he signaled Xiao Jin with his eyes not to go too far.

"Since Shang Min is fine, then I'll leave." Xiao Jin left without hesitation.

Yun Zimo didn't call to stop him and let him go.

For a moment, there were only the two of them in the room, and the silence between the two of them reached the extreme.

In the end, Yun Zimo didn't hold his breath, and he walked slowly in front of Shang Bian, seeing that Shang Bian was still holding on to the ashes, he couldn't help saying: "I'm already dead, you... my condolences have changed."

Shang Yan moved his eyes, "So what?"

Yun Zimo breathed out, "Shang Bian, put down the ashes first." Looking at Shang Bian's appearance, he was always afraid that one day Shang Bian would also turn into a jar of ashes.

Shang Yan couldn't help collecting the ashes, and uttered this sentence: "Why?"

"Shang Yan, how long are you going to be stubborn?" Yun Zimo hated this kind of Shang Yan, and he plunged into it even though he was clearly wrong.

Yun Zimo thought this way, but he didn't realize that he was actually such a person. It was him who was clearly wrong, but he still refused to admit it, insisting on making both sides hurt.

"Yun Zimo, how long are you going to torture me?" Shang Yan looked up at me, Yun Zimo.

Yun Zimo held her face, and Shang Yan wanted to get rid of her, but Yun Zimo tried his best not to let Shang Yan move, "How long will I torture you?" He sneered, "Shang Yan, you said it was against you!" Right, it should be how long will you torture me?"

Shang Yan smiled brightly, with desolation in the beauty, "I torment you?"

"Isn't it?" Yun Zimo wiped away the remaining tears on Shang Bian's face, "Look at you, your face is so disfigured."

Shang Yan raised one hand to hit Yun Zimo's hand, but Yun Zimo saw Shang Yan's movement first, and pulled down her fumbling hand with his left hand, "Mian, you are not good. "

Shang Yan froze, burst into tears suddenly, she said slowly: "Yun Zimo, you said I was torturing you, but I always felt that you were torturing me!"

"Now, I finally understand that we have been torturing each other."

(End of this chapter)

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