"Then you all go to death!" Xia Ruoqi looked sinister as she picked up the urn and was about to throw it downstairs.

"Mai Linlin!"

A familiar and chilling voice came. When she saw the person coming, she felt as if she had seen a ghost. She froze in place and said in disbelief: "Feng, Feng Yu..."

An Lan heard the shouting but didn't pay attention. She stared at the urn, knowing that it was now!

As soon as the thought came up, the figure beside him flew out.

When Xia Ruoqi was stunned, she only saw Ling Yichen rushing toward her. She took a step back in fear, almost missed the target, swayed, and subconsciously threw the things in her hands out.

In the blink of an eye, An Lan saw the urn flying into the air. She was shocked and shouted: "No..."

At the critical moment, Ling Yichen firmly caught the urn, but his foot slipped and he fell into the air. In panic, he reached out to grab the railing beside the balcony, and held the urn tightly with his other hand.

Both feet are hanging in the air.

An Lan ran over quickly, lay on the ground and grabbed Ling Yichen's wrist tightly, her voice trembling with nervousness.

"Yichen, come up quickly..."

She accidentally caught a glimpse of the ground at his feet and felt her breath suffocate. She grasped her hands tighter and had no time to care about anything else. Naturally, she didn't see Feng Yu grabbing Xia Ruoqi and squeezing her neck with a cold face.

It was difficult for Ling Yichen to exert force with one hand. He tightly grasped the railing and used the other hand to lift the urn with difficulty.

"Lanlan, don't be afraid...take the ashes away first..."

"I...I dare not let go, I'm afraid..."

She was afraid that Ling Yichen would fall if she let go.

"Lanlan, don't be afraid. Listen to me, you pick up the urn first, I'll be fine." Ling Yichen remained calm at this time, looking into her eyes and comforting her gently, and his firm tone made people feel reassured.

His words had a stabilizing effect, and An Lan no longer hesitated. After telling him to be careful, he let go of his hand and leaned out to pick up the urn.

Not far away, Feng Yu, whose anger over being deceived and frustrated hopes overshadowed his rationality, had blue veins popping up on his knuckles and pinched Xia Ruoqi's slender neck so hard that he could break her neck in the next second.

He stared at this panicked, frightened, twisted face, completely devoid of the past love and affection, and all he wanted to do was erase her from this world.

Xia Ruoqi's legs were dangling in the air, like a chicken whose neck was grabbed, and she flopped feebly before dying. She opened her mouth wide, tears and saliva flowing down uncontrollably, but she could not beg for mercy.

As soon as An Lan took the ashes, there was a clear crunching sound in her ears, and she suddenly raised her eyes to look at Ling Yichen.

At the same time, the railing supporting Ling Yichen could no longer bear the weight, and broke with a piercing sound. Ling Yichen's body fell backwards with the inertia.

Everything happened in an instant, and he didn't even have time to be afraid before his eyes reflected a figure.

Her long hair was flying, her red lips were calling his name, she stretched out her body and stretched out her hand towards him, as if she wanted to throw herself into his arms. Ling Yichen smiled and stretched out her hand, grabbing his wrist tightly with two slender hands.

After An Lan struggled to grab his hand, before she could be happy, her side slid halfway forward with the inertia. Her arm rubbed blood on the rough concrete floor, and she frowned and groaned in pain.

Fortunately, she finally stopped after sliding out for a while. She breathed a sigh of relief quietly, raised her eyes to look at Ling Yichen and said, "Hold me, and I'll pull you up!"

Ling Yichen looked at her with distressed eyes. Blood dripped down his arm and fell on his face. The hot temperature burned him. He looked at her flushed face.

"Lanlan, you can't support my weight, let go quickly!"

"No! I won't let go..." An Lan gritted her teeth and tried hard to pick him up, but her body movement made things worse. She slid forward two more steps, frightened.

Tolerance is eclipsed.

"Lanlan, listen to me!" Ling Yichen raised his head, looked at her seriously, and said: "I'm not afraid of death, I'm just afraid that you hate me! I didn't protect you before, but this time I want you to live well.

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"God gave me a chance to be reborn and allowed me to meet you again. I'm very happy. Although I'm a little regretful that I can't grow old with you, I believe that we will meet again. Also, you promised to your uncle and aunt.

Cherish this life and try to live happily every day. You promised us and you will do it, okay?"

"No, no... I don't want..." An Lan shook her head, her eyes filled with tears but she held it back. She looked at Ling Yichen fiercely, gritted her teeth and said, "Ling Yichen,
Chapter completed!