The Talented Doctor

He didn't know what kind of feelings Nangongyu had for Xi Yue.

I don't even know if Nangongyu actually used Xi Yue.

Every question of Xi Yue seemed to pierce his heart with a knife, but he couldn't answer. He could only watch him and Xi Yue fall into the abyss.

Silence is acquiescence.

Xi Yue's voice finally became broken, with despair and heartbroken pain in his heart.

"Nangongyu, how could you treat me that way? For the first time, I like someone so so much. I like it so much that I can't live alone without you. But now, you tell me that everything is fake. It’s just because I have the root of wood in me."

"If, our meeting was a scam from the beginning, if all you want is a woman with the root of the tree. What am I to you? What is my feelings? Just for you Is it the container of the origin of the wood?!"

Ji Mingyu suddenly reached out and hugged the tearful girl who almost broke down, hissed: "No! No! Xi Yue, listen to me, I don't know if Nangongyu deceived you, but I was from beginning to end. I don’t care if you have the root of wood in your body. To me, you are you and the only person I love!"

Xi Yue's crying slowly stopped, and the tears on his face were also dried by the mountain wind.

She stretched out her hand to push Ji Mingyu away, took out the Buddha from the space, with a mocking smile on her face, "This is the Buddha you gave me. At that time, when you lost you on the top of Cangshan Mountain, it gave me hope. It makes me think that one day I can resurrect you. It is this kind of hope that supports me to live forever."

"Now that I think about it, the hard work I have done is really a great joke. It turns out that Nangong Yu is just your clone. No matter whether there is that catastrophe, he will disappear and return to his body to become the most powerful deity in Siam. How I am It's ridiculous that you can't help yourself, so you can dream of resurrecting the historical clone of the god.

"Xi'er——!!!"

Xi Yue put the fruit of the Buddha in Ji Mingyu's hands, her voice hoarse, but her tone was calm and indifferent, "Now, the fruit of the Buddha is returned to the original owner, please return the ring I gave you to me."

"Xi Yue, what do you mean by this?!" Ji Mingyu's voice suddenly rose.

Xi Yue raised his head, looked at him blankly, and then said word by word: "Ji Mingyu, let's break up!"

"What are you talking about?!" Ji Mingyu's voice was full of fright and anger, the red in his eyes began to curl, and a dangerous and terrible aura filled his body, but when he looked closely, he could see the fear and panic in his eyes.

He stretched out his hand to hug the girl into his arms, but the girl would no longer rely on it cleverly and clingingly as before, but took a step back indifferently.

Xi Yue looked at him quietly, unaware of the terrifying coercion surrounding him.

All the pain, sorrow and despair have been reduced, only the indifferent coldness stopped on the pale paper face, "I said Ji Mingyu, let's break up."

Ji Mingyu roared and rushed forward like a beast, and Xi Yue rushed to the ground.

The tall body firmly shrouded the petite girl, her red eyes staring at the girl's pale and beautiful face, her hoarse voice was desperate and desperate, "Xi Yue, I said , You are mine, I will never allow you to leave me!"