Yan Ye suddenly let go of her and quickly took two steps back. His outstretched hand was still in the air, and the heartache in his eyes surged like a wave. Beiting Huang suddenly wiped the blood from her nose with her sleeve and swallowed a mouthful of blood.
"F*ck!" Beiting Huang stared at Yan Ye in disbelief and sized him up. She asked unhappily, "No way, Yan Ye. Is this the sign of bleeding from my seven apertures? Will I not live long?"
"No, no!" Yan Ye rushed forward and pulled Beiting Huang into his arms. She could feel that he was very nervous, and his emotions were even more impulsive than when they had kissed just now. "Soon. Wait for me for a few more days. Soon, you'll be free. No matter what we do in the future, it won't be like this anymore."
There was a secret here!
This world was not like the 21st century. There were many inexplicable facts that existed, such as the rules of the world or the so-called Creation God.
