The next morning, Yuli got up and came to Jibu's room.

"Jibu, I'm going to go back to Qingxue."

"So fast?"

"What should be dealt with is always something to be dealt with. By the way, this was left for you by the wooden coffin. She has left."

"Leave? Where to go?" Jibu immediately walked down from the bed and came to Yuli.

"Leave Japan."

I hurriedly took the from Yuli's hand and opened it, and saw what shocked me:

Trace,

Why are you doing this? Haven't you noticed that I have given you the same kind of dedication to you? Haven't you noticed that I also want to give up on all my hands. She doesn't love you, you don't love me, but you still love her. Even though she said so many cruel words, she just hopes that you give up. That's how I am jealous and sad. How can I hate her like this?! Sometimes, when your eyes and words are wandering with her, my world is like it is hard to stop. A pair of hands subverts my view of love; a tear mole conquers all my thoughts.

I left, I don’t want to be sad anymore. In this world, there is another person waiting for me to go back. He has been willful for so long, and forgave me so many times. There is no reason for me to reject him and leave him again. Just like you said, I am used to being loved while loving. I am also used to being someone waiting for me, and I am also used to receiving warm e-mails at night. You have always said that you are afraid that your love will become a burden to her, but only when you have a burden, will there be miss. A residency cloud will not cause any ripples. Are you so gorgeous, willing to be a knight rather than a prince?

Jibu, let go of everything and pursue it! Now you have no burden or pressure.

Wooden coffin

After reading the , Jibu suddenly rushed towards the stairs like crazy, as if he wanted to recover the wooden coffin, but he stopped when he went downstairs. Yuli's dim eyes revealed all the information: "Jibu, what I said, your habits were not developed for me, right?"

"Did you know that she is leaving? Did you?" Her shoulder hurts by the traces. "Xiao Li, tell me where she is going? Is it London? Did you go to find the man who appeared last time?"

"I won't say that Jibu, because you are not qualified to give her happiness. Muzhi is the only person who is suitable for her."

"The wooden coffin loves me. Will she be happy to marry someone else? Sato Yuki, you are not qualified to make decisions for her!!"

"By the way," Youli turned around, "I'm leaving today and going to Paris. I won't meet again in the future."

The sudden double blow made the arrogant Jibu no longer hide himself well. Just like a person who is nearly sixty years old, even if he has applied a lot of powder on his face, even if he is well maintained, he will cover up his old face. "Sato Yui, don't you think you are too cruel to me too much! You don't accept me, you don't love me, that's because you have a Tezuka; but the wooden coffin loves me, but you still think I am not qualified to love her. Why do you decide my love?"

Sato Yuli's footsteps finally stopped, but she didn't dare to look back. She was afraid that someone would find her face covered with tears. "Jibu, don't try to inquire about the news about the wooden coffin. I think your parents don't want the children they have raised for many years to fall from now on because of a woman. Besides, Muzhi's power is not weaker than you." Jibu, goodbye. Jibu, sorry. Finally, Yuli's figure disappeared around the corner. Jibu punched the wall, and blood flowed down his strong forearm.

Wooden coffin, is that why you suddenly wanted my photo yesterday? Do you want to keep it as a souvenir?

I regret the wooden coffin. I shouldn’t have seen my heart clearly now.

Wooden coffin, how could you walk so quickly? Don’t give me a chance.
Chapter completed!