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Chapter 413

After Feng Yu ran away in panic, he locked himself in An's house again, drinking more fiercely than before. He did not let himself be awake for a moment, because only in the groggy world did An Lan smile at him.

Feng Yu held the bottle and took a big sip. He choked and lay down and coughed constantly. He gently stroked his back with a pair of gentle hands and said softly: "Brother Yu, are you drinking again? I will be very worried about you being so unrespectful to your health."

Feng Yu's body stiffened when he heard this sound. He did not dare to raise his head immediately, turned his head slightly and slowly, and looked at a pair of slightly reproachful and bright eyes.

She was still An Lan of the past, her beautiful face shaking in front of her eyes. He opened his mouth, unable to say a word.

An Lan took the wine bottle and put it aside, shook her head and sighed, and said, "I'll help you take a towel to wash your face."

She was about to stand up, but someone hugged her tightly. Feng Yu hugged her soft body, closed her eyes and sighed with satisfaction, and whispered: "Don't leave, don't leave, don't leave me..."

He patted his back with a gentle hand, as if he was coaxing a child, with a smile in his words, and said, "How old is he still like a child? Is this still my brother Yu I know?"

Brother Yu’s three words were like a hot soldering iron, which made him tremble fiercely, subconsciously hug him tighter, and murmured: “I don’t care, I just don’t let go. Lan’er, don’t leave, stay with me, I love you, don’t leave..."

He was so drunk that he was incoherent that he didn't know what he was saying, but he only knew that he didn't want An Lan to leave anymore. Even if he was just dreaming now, even if he saw hallucinations!

He patted his hand and An Lan reached out and pushed him away. Her gentle eyes became cold. She looked at him expressionlessly, raised a sarcastic curve on the corner of her lips and asked retortly.

"You love me? Haha, this is the biggest joke I have ever heard! Feng Yu, think about what you have done to me, is that a sign of loving me?"

Feng Yu shrank after meeting her cold eyes, and wanted to reach out to hug her, but An Lan took a step back and looked at him expressionlessly.

"No, Lan'er, listen to me... I was wrong in the past, I did something wrong. Please give me a chance to make up for it? I beg you..."

An Lan still sneered coldly, her eyes as cold as a needle, and gritted her teeth and said, "Please me? How many times did I beg you? Have you ever been soft-hearted? Now I beg me in turn, beg me for forgiveness and continue to stay by your side?"

"Feng Yu, you dream! You killed my father, my brother, and my children. I will not forgive you. I will let you live in pain and self-blame for the rest of your life, and let you repent for the sins you have committed for the rest of your life!"

"No! Lan'er, don't do this..." Feng Yu shook his head in pain, with tears of regret in his eyes, and he staggered towards her, stretching his hand to grab her, but it was as if he touched the air and could not grasp it at all.

He lowered his head in great horror, looked at An Lan's body, and tried to reach out to grab her, but he still grabbed the air.

"How could it be, how could it be like this...Lan'er, don't leave..."

"How could it be? Feng Yu, have you forgotten that I am dead? An Lan, who once loved you, has long been dead in the past, in your hands! You are the murderer, you killed me with your own hands!"

"No, I love you so much, how could it be... No, Lan'er, I'm not willing to hurt you..."

"Feng Yu, are these useful now?"

An Lan smiled mockingly, and two bloody tears flowed out of her eyes. She looked at him with endless pain and said word by word: "If I had known today, why should I have been there? Feng Yu, the pain you have suffered now is not one ten thousandth of what I used to be! Now, I am leaving, and you will never catch up with me again..."

Feng Yu looked at her bloody and tears in great pain, and his heart was as painful as if he was about to die, but he still rushed over.

The next moment, he fell to the ground powerlessly, looking around, but no longer saw An Lan's figure.

It turns out that everything is just him dreaming?
Chapter completed!
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