"Don't kill him.." Wang Yao requested once again.
Ye Tian Yun, however, didn't pay any heed to his words and tightened his grip over Xiao Ming's neck.
In the midair, Xiao Ming was gasping for air.
The attack came so suddenly that he couldn't even react.
He struggled and struggled more to get away from Ye Tian Yun's grasp; however, the grip around his neck only tightened, extinguishing all hopes of survival.
Slowly, his breathing began to turn slower, and his mind became heavier. The only thing that he could hear was Yuan Shuchun begging Ye Tian Yun not to kill him.
'And I betrayed a girl like this….'
Only at the moment of death one sees what he desires, regrets, and loves the most.
And at this moment, Xiao Ming's desire, regret, and love were all for the girl who was currently begging for his life.
He desired to be with her.
He regretted betraying and using her.
And now, he loved the very existence of her.
