Madame is as charming as a flower

Chapter 581 A point of no return.

Qin Zhiyu shuddered with goose bumps all over his body, his face sank, and he asked bluntly: "Gu Yanchuan, why do you like to pester me so much? Or do I look like a girl you love?"

After hearing her last sentence, Gu Yanchuan's expression changed suddenly, he squinted his eyes and looked at her in a sense of loss, without speaking.

The atmosphere became depressing, Qin Zhiyu felt a little guilty, could it be that she really hit the mark, Gu Yanchuan was emotionally hurt?

After being silent for a long time, Qin Zhiyu persuaded him softly, "Don't be so sad. Things in the world are unpredictable. Some things, let them pass after they have passed. There will be better girls in the future." waiting for you."

This boy is favored by thousands of people, what kind of girl does he want?

Gu Yanchuan stared at her for a long time, countless ripples flashed across his eyes, he shook his head and said vaguely: "No, there is no one better than her in this world."

There were thousands of words I wanted to say to that person, but in the end, they all turned into a deep and helpless sigh.

Qin Zhiyu was a little shocked.

Gu Yanchuan, although he doesn't seem to have a straight face, but many times, his own suffering is hidden in his heart.

Perhaps because he has experienced many unknown things, he has learned how to paint a perfect skin on his face, covering the original appearance.

After a long time, the fake ones are confused with the real ones.

Now that he said it himself, Qin Zhiyu tasted the sadness hidden deep in his heart from his words, which was naturally obscure and bitter.

Under the cynical appearance, there is also a soft and humble heart.

Qin Zhiyu sighed, pursed his lips and said euphemistically: "How should I put it, in this world, everyone has their own destiny and destination, their destiny should be like this, others can't say it."

She was just talking nonsense about fate, she just didn't want to make this young man too depressed.

Gu Yanchuan's eyes were a little red, he seemed to be talking to her, and he seemed to be muttering to himself: "But her fate was completely ruined by me."

It was his appearance that accelerated An Ran's death.

Qin Zhiyu didn't understand what he meant, and the young man laughed foolishly: "I never thought that the first person I fell in love with, her death, was brought about by me."

Passionate love must be bitter, and the curtain rolls in the west wind.

He blew the bitterest lovesickness into the wind, wrote it on the brows, and ignited the most surging emotion with the most warm and sensitive heart, but no one could understand such infatuation, and finally he left in a hurry.

With red eyes, Gu Yanchuan clutched his chest, tilted his head and murmured in a daze: "Going round and round to the end, it's a point of no return, I'm the one who killed An Ran..."

"Who did you just say?"

Qin Zhiyu's eyes widened suddenly, whose name did he just call?

Is it Enron?
"An Ran?" She grasped Gu Yanchuan's arm, stared at him firmly, and asked through gritted teeth, "You know An Ran? Why do you know her?"

How did he know An Ran?

Countless possibilities suddenly flashed through his mind, and Qin Zhiyu felt his heart tremble violently.

Thinking of Gu Yanchuan's identity, Qin Zhiyu suddenly realized, stretched out his hand, and grabbed his neck tightly, his eyes were like knives: "So it was you, you were that noble son, it was you who caused her to die! "

Qin Zhiyu's neck was tightly strangled, Gu Yanchuan's face was congested with blood, and he felt that it was difficult to breathe, but he wanted to know something urgently, so he spoke with difficulty: "You and Anran..."

(End of this chapter)