When the demons of hatred inhabit the hearts of the people, everything becomes chaotic.
However, Tang Ye directly smashed the wine glass, and his eyes stared at Pei Shiyu: "You are not allowed to say this about her, it is because of me, because of me!" ”
Probably because Tang Ye's expression was too vicious, Pei Shiyu's heart was suddenly in pain.
At this moment, Pei Shiyu deeply realized that Tang Ye was a fool who attributed his death to him, so that he was always in pain and tormented himself every day.
"Tang Ye, are you stupid?" Isn't what I'm saying true? You are living so painfully, maybe she is still happy and happy! ”
Pei Shiyu said coldly, in fact, it was for such a Tang Ye heartache, because he was really too painful.
The original thing was obviously not Tang Ye's fault, but he had tortured himself like this for so long, and he couldn't live in peace every day.
And where is Pei's poetry, as a party? She was dying and living in her love and didn't want to come out.
She didn't even dare to tell anyone, not because she didn't want to, but because she didn't want them to find out that Pei Shiyu had now become such a villain who didn't care about anything for revenge.
She hopes that in the hearts of others, Pei Shiyu will always be the perfect Pei Shiyu, not this flawed woman.
