After Rong Yan finished speaking, she suddenly felt that all the strength in her body had disappeared.
It was as if a lifetime's worth of courage had been used up, and his body no longer had any courage to bear the pressure.
Rong Yan's hands were clenched so tightly that her nails had dug into the flesh of her palms. He could not feel any pain, so she did not dare to open her eyes. She did not know what expression Liancheng Yazhi had now, nor did she know what he thought of her in his heart.
He didn't know what he was going to face next.
Would Liancheng Yazhi not want to get close to her again because she was the most resurrected person?
If that was the case, what was she going to do?
rong yan murmured softly,"i'm sorry. i, yingluo, have hidden it from you for a long time. i'm sorry, yingluo, i'm sorry, yingluo."
"yingluo has been suppressing this matter in my heart for a long time. if i don't say it out loud, i'll go crazy sooner or later, yingluo."