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A Dish Best Served Cold

Chapter: 1800

When the hustle and bustle of the martial arts world was boiling, Ye Fan, who had just returned to the hotel, naturally didn’t know.
At this time, it was the evening when the sun was setting.
The afterglow of the setting sun dyed the whole world red.
The hustle and bustle of Winter Capital City finally ushered in a moment of rest.
On the road, people come and go home from get off work.
The women rushed home to cook, and the men met to find a restaurant to have a meal.
The children after school ran home while playing.
The city of Winter Capital in the evening seems to be more lively.
Thousands of cars were stuck on the road, and the sharp whistle sound could not help thinking.
The whole world is full of hustle and bustle, like boiling water.
At this time, Ye Fan had already returned to the hotel to stay.
He has already booked the plane ticket and will return home tomorrow. But tonight, I still have to spend the last night here.
On the table, there is still milk that Haruhi Yingyue did not finish when they left in the morning.
On the sofa, there was still the long skirt that the girl had changed.
When Ye Fan sat down, he could even smell the body scent remaining on Yue’er.
People are really strange creatures. Compared to when they came, there is only one less person in the room, but Ye Fan didn’t know why, but felt a lot more empty.
No longer can I see that shameful and beautiful face, and I can’t hear the boneless “master” again.
That feeling is just like losing a very important person.
Thinking of this, Ye Fan also shook his head slightly disappointed.
In the future, he estimated that he would never meet a girl like a moon.
So kind, so kind, so honest, so stunning and beautiful.
However, when Ye Fan lost his mind, the door of the room was suddenly knocked open.
A waiter came in.
“Good morning sir.”
“This is something someone asked me to give you, please accept it.”
After the waiter put it down, he also left.
Ye Fan opened the exquisite gift box and found that inside was a piece of red string.
“This…this is…”
“Yue’er?”
Ye Fan recognized it when he saw it. This was the one on Liang Gong Yingyue’s wrist.
Ye Fan naturally knew what ornaments Liang Gong Yingyue had during the days and evenings.
Especially for this string of red ropes, Ye Fan even asked her before, why other women wear gold and silver, why she only brought a string of red ropes.
Ye Fan remembered that Haruong Yingyue didn’t answer at the time, she just looked at Ye Fan and smiled foolishly.
Qiao’s face showed a drunken flush.
But I didn’t expect that now that he was leaving, Yue’er actually sent this string of red rope.
“Presumably, I want to keep a memorial.”
Ye Fan chuckled, but didn’t think much.
Then he began to pack things up, and was going to leave early tomorrow morning.
As for Liang Palace Yingyue, it was not that Ye Fan was unfeeling and ignored it. In fact, Ye Fan also sympathized with her. It was Fanghua’s age, but she was about to die.
Such a kind and beautiful girl, life has just begun, but it is about to end.
But what about sympathy?
Ye Fan couldn’t save her after all.
After all, that soul seal has been planted in Liang Palace Yingyue for ten years.
Under the influence of this subtle influence, I am afraid that the soul of the Moon Reader has already taken root in Haruhi Yingyue’s body.
Ye Fan is not a god, he can still try to heal his physical injuries, but what goes deep into his soul, even if Ye Fan has the heart, is powerless.
What’s more, under the Sword God Palace, Yue’er chose to stay.
She chose the road of no return in the end, how could Ye Fan go against her wishes?

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