Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

  Chapter 2572 The Witch of the Duke of Rose (96)

  Xaya's eyes were extremely cold, but her thin red lips smiled.

   "Do you need me to help you resurrect him?"

  Bai Weiwei grabbed the corner of the skirt with both hands, and stared at him.

  She seemed to want to come over, but she thought of something, so she could only stand there stiffly.

  Char stretched out his finger, and a little magic light appeared.

   lit up his beautiful but emotionless face.

  He was like the cruel and ruthless Bloody Duke in the legend, finally revealing his coldest temper.

  The young man who has always been gentle to her.

  No more patience.

  His numb and cold expression hides the despair that has no way back.

  No matter how much she backs down, how much she pretends, how much she imitates the man in her heart, she will never love him.

  Then why is he pretending.

  He has never been gentle, he doesn't bother playing the piano, and he doesn't like to pretend to be pitiful and talk sweet words.

   This is all the work of that idiot little baron.

  He never needed to be humbled to such an extent.

  【The progress of the sub-line stand-in horizontal bar: 90. 】

  Bai Weiwei originally felt that the atmosphere was a little bad, and planned to say a few soft words.

  Hearing the notification tone of the branch line, the courage to speak harsh words suddenly surged up.

  She took a few steps forward slowly, her eyes were reddened, and there was no timidity to back down.

   "Char, I won't fall in love with you just because you are like him."

   The light on Shaar's fingertips trembled.

  The girl's firm voice, in the dark night, has a soft and sweet smell, but it is cruel to the bone.

   "Do you know? I fell in love with Char because he is unique. Even if he dies, I will never fall in love with another person who is similar to him."

   Speaking of which, she smiled wryly.

   "Because seeing someone similar to him will only remind me that he is dead, how can I have the mood to love a double when I am in pain?"

   Cruel words, but inconceivably gentle.

   "So don't be a substitute, and don't love me anymore. Shayvester should be proud, not so...humble."

  In dim light.

  The girl's expression is so firm and soft, even with agility and coquettishness that is not usually seen.

  Her face is covered with mud, her delicate hair is in a mess, and her roses and jewelry are missing.

   Obviously looking so embarrassed.

  Shaar stared blankly at her for a long time.

  His complexion was pale, his eyes were flushed with anger, and the light on his fingertips was actually attack magic.

  Facing the bones of the little Baron Char.

  He wants to take revenge on her and make her desperate and miserable.

  He's going to destroy the corpse so she can't resurrect the little Baron.

  But when she saw her seriously and tried hard to persuade him not to be humble.

   The light from Char's fingertips finally went out.

  In the darkness, he drooped his neck decadently, his hair fell to his eyes in a mess.

  Bai Weiwei hesitated for a moment before walking forward step by step.

  She came to the coffin, as if she wanted to see the man in her heart inside the coffin.

  Sitting by the coffin, like a boy who lost his family.

  Suddenly asked in a hoarse voice: "If I didn't act as a substitute at first, but used my own identity to pursue you, would you be less resistant?"

   He may have been wrong in the first place.

   Always trying to imitate the one she loves.

   It will only remind her more.

  The person she loves is the little baron.

   not him.

  Bai Weiwei reached out her hand to touch the coffin's fingers, and paused.

   She hesitated for a long time before looking sideways at him.

   Light-colored eyes, clear and without resentment.

   "You're fine, maybe..."

  (end of this chapter)