Ye Jingyu clings to Luo ling'er's gradually cold body. His tears have already wet his clothes. His mouth is full of sad cries, which are so heartbreaking and heartbreaking.

I don't know when there are black clouds in the sky. The thunder flash across the road, and then the heavy rain spreads down. The rain is so big, but it's hard to cover up Jingyu's voice. Is heaven crying for him?

Zhuge Siyu did not know when she woke up. She stood with heiming Shixuan and looked at Ye Jingyu's bleak back. Their eyes were full of tears.

the rain has wet their clothes, but they seem to have no...