I Hear Once You Loved Me As Life

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He approached her and clasped her wrist.

The next second, his movements left his control and he hugged the other party tightly.

"Song Youran!"

Xie Jingchuan's voice almost trembled.

"Xie Jingchuan! Are you crazy? "

The man pushed him away and stood up, his face clear in front of him.

But it was not Song Youran.

"You're beginning to lose sleep, right?"

Ye Yiwen didn't know why, but in the past, Song Youran liked wearing light blue cheongsam the most. His hair was let down, and his back view made people absent-minded.

"Coincidentally, I couldn't fall asleep either. Every day, I dreamt that Song Youran told me that it was very cold down there."

Ye Yiwen threw the clothes beside him one by one into the fire, "I told you this a long time ago, do not regret it."

"Where's Song Youran?"

Xie Jingchuan asked her with red eyes.

Ye Yiwen ignored him and threw the books beside him into the fire.

Xie Jingchuan opened his mouth again and asked: "I ask you, where is Song Youran?"

Ye Yiwen laughed coldly, and patted on the ashes on his hands, "You really want to know?"

Xie Jingchuan glared at her.

Song Youran didn't have any friends, and after marrying him, the only person who kept coming and going was Ye Yiwen.

Ye Yiwen would appear here in the middle of the night.

It must have been Song Youran who asked her to come.

"You jump into the fire and burn yourself. You should be able to see her."

Ye Yiwen said.

Xie Jingchuan snatched away the thing in her hands, and almost crazily extinguished the fire. 

"What's the use of going crazy now?"

Ye Yiwen stood at the side, every word was heartbreaking, "Even if she's not here anymore, these things are already taken by others, why not I burn them all for her? At the very least, you won't be snatched away by others. "

Xie Jingchuan ignored her.

Ye Zichen walked into the mansion.

Inside, only the first floor had two lights on.

Before he could sort out the things that he had packed from the Shangcheng Residence, the cardboard box had already stood in front of a large area of the living room.

The house, on the other hand, was clean and spotless.

"Song Youran!"

Xie Jingchuan shouted her name.

She must be here.

The reason why he had deliberately set up such a trap was to make him regret.

Since his objective had not been achieved, Song Youran would definitely not leave.

But he pushed open all the doors to the rooms, searched through every nook and cranny, and found no sign of her.

The southernmost room was Song Youran's.

He pushed the door open and turned on the light. The darkness in the room was instantly extinguished by the light.

There seemed to be some trace of her in the room.