Ye Bingtong did not notice anything wrong. As she had rehearsed countless times in her mind, she allowed her tears to slowly trickle down.
Then, she spoke, "Gu brother…"
Gu Cheng, however, was going mad.
His lips trembled incessantly.
Just now!
Ye Bingtong's tears had fallen.
But they were not ordinary tears.
They were…
The color of blood!
Bright red blood streamed down from Ye Bingtong's eyes.
Gu Cheng's body trembled uncontrollably.
The white clothing.
The ghostly atmosphere.
And then, these slowly flowing crimson drops of blood.
It was a nightmare within a nightmare.
Ye Bingtong seemed to be saying something else.
But Gu Cheng.
He couldn't hear anything.
He stared fixedly at the slowly falling blood tears, which trickled down Ye Bingtong's face and dropped onto her pristine white dress.
"Ah!!!!!!!" Gu Cheng couldn't take it anymore, he let out a scream uncontrollably.
Ye Bingtong was still affectionately pouring her heart out.