Chapter 1713: Domineering Empress Vs. Disasters (Seventy-Three)

1711. Chapter 1711 Domineering Empress vs. Disastrous Neighbors (73)

"What should I do?" Jun Zhan repeated this sentence, his slender fingers clenched slowly, his face even paler.

Who can tell him what he should do?

She didn't want him anymore, she was relieved.

But what about him?

He was trapped in this cage, unable to break free, unable to escape, and even watched himself draw the ground as a prison, sinking deeper and deeper until he could no longer climb out.

Now he is the only one left.

this love,

The one who loses is always the only one...

Counting it up,

He never seemed to win.

She was the one who broke into his world abruptly, and she was the one who gave him all the tenderness, but she was the one who said he didn't want him. Until the end, the one who left without hesitation was still her.

Jun Zhan didn't speak anymore. Nan Li opened his mouth several times, but he didn't know what he was talking about. He just felt that any words were not suitable for this person. In the end, he could only say in a low voice: "The man has passed away...Sorry."

Jun Zhan did not speak.

Nan Li pursed his lips. He knew that Jun Zhan couldn't hear any words, so he could only leave first and give Jun Zhan enough space to lick the wound.

He knew that Jun Zhan was never willing to expose his vulnerability to others. This person was proud and distressed, but he was also vulnerable.

Saying these words now is obviously Jun Zhan's limit.

Nan Li walked to the door, and finally looked back at Jun Zhan.

That man never bent his back, but now he bent down, and buried his head in his arms in confusion and helplessness. He was clearly in his youth, but he looked like an old man in the dark. Nan Li sighed and withdrew his gaze. Actively close the door.

Nanli thought,

Now Jun Zhan should not want anyone to disturb him.

He raised his head and looked at the sky, half-squinting his eyes,

It is approaching evening, the sun sets, the sunset is late, the plane trees are blown by the cool wind, rustling, and the yellow leaves are falling with the wind, which is inexplicably depressing.

Nan Li didn't know why, but suddenly he was thinking,

Maybe his last sentence just now was the biggest damage to Jun Zhan...

Jun Zhan was left alone in the room.

The empty silence grew stronger.

This quiet often brings suffocating depression.

Jun Zhan kept standing there, motionless, until his eyes felt sore, and then he blinked slowly, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his eyes fell on the corpse that had long been breathless.

Jun Zhan looked at it seriously, looked at it for a long time, and suddenly whispered like a demon:

"Sure enough, a substitute is a substitute after all, even if it looks like it, it will never be able to compare with her..."

His voice was soft, soft, almost inaudible, like muttering to himself.

Jun Zhan twitched the corners of his lips and evoked a smile. Although he was smiling, his eyes were broken and desolate: "Why do you say you are so careless? What if you are found out, you don't know those Many people want to catch your handle."

What he said seemed to be complaining and scolding, but at the end, he turned his attention elsewhere, nodded and smiled: "Forget it, anyway, I will help you with the aftermath, you can leave here with confidence, Live the life you want. It's good, it's good... It's good to go, go wherever you want, be free, and never be hurt again."

After speaking, he nodded seriously: "It's really good."

At the end, he kept nodding, and kept saying that it was good.

A voice is more hoarse than a voice, a voice is more desperate than a voice.

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