Chapter 589 Don't Sleep in Vain

She looked at Song Wuyou while crying, the more she looked at Song Wuyou, the more she wanted to cry.

Song Wuyou took out a tissue and handed it to her.

Huang Ling took it, and wiped the tears from her face while crying.

Even so, her gaze never left Song Wuyou's face.

She felt that this face was both familiar and unfamiliar——

"Ahhh...ahhhh..." Huang Ling cried loudly.

Listening to Song Wuyou's heart was extremely unpleasant, heavy and astringent, like a big rock.

"Hate me?" Song Wuyou looked at Huang Ling and asked.

"I hate you, will you give me back your body?" Huang Ling cried.

Song Wuyou smiled "poof": "Why do you pay it back?"

Huang Ling tried very hard to stop crying, hugged her knees, and looked at Song Wuyou.

Yes, why pay it back?

Let her die?

She is dead, this body will only rot...

Huang Ling looked at Song Wuyou and said with a sob: "If Gu Yanhao falls in love, he will be very dedicated."

Song Wuyou looked at Huang Ling deeply: "I know."

Therefore, he fell in love with her before, no matter how arrogant, bad-tempered, or ugly she was, he would marry her.

"My heart hurts so much." Huang Ling looked at Song Wuyou while covering her heart that was so painful that she couldn't breathe.

"I'm not feeling well either." Song Wuyou said.

"Because I came back? You hate me?"

"Do not."

Song Wuyou smiled kindly: "I don't hate you, no one knows better than me how deep and strong your love for Gu Yanhao is."

When Huang Ling heard it, tears fell down again, and she cried, "You know that there is P, but Gu Yanhao doesn't know."

Song Wuyou looked at Huang Ling: "Your temperament is still exactly the same as before."

"The country is easy to change, but the nature is hard to change. If I change it or not, Gu Yanhao will not like me. I have changed it for him, but it was useless." Huang Ling said heavily and desperately.

She looked at Song Wuyou, "Then why is your heart so hard? You got his love, shouldn't you show off your might in front of me?"

Song Wuyou joked: "If you show off your power in front of a kind girl, you will be surrounded and beaten."

Huang Ling pursed her lips, pain written all over her face.

But inexplicably, Song Wuyou's words made her feel better.

Huang Ling looked at Song Wuyou. Although her body used to be hers, she didn't have his temperament before.

She was dressed so beautifully.

She has no makeup or powder on her face, but she is as beautiful as a fairy.

She has an elegant temperament, and even when she smiles, it seems that the sky has lost its color, but she is the only one with a halo that attracts everyone's attention.

Huang Ling thought desperately, they survived life and death, and even Gu Yanhao was destined to marry her.

Since it was destined, no matter how hard she tried, it would be in vain.

Why did God let her wake up if she couldn't get him?

Thinking about it, Huang Ling's heart began to ache again.

She moved and sat with Song Wuyou on her back.

Weeping: "Seeing you, my heart feels like a knife is piercing. I feel that you have taken away everything that belongs to me."

Even her beautiful figure and appearance were robbed.

"Perhaps." Song Wuyou's eyes flashed with sadness.

Huang Ling sucked her sore nose, and laughed while crying, "Seeing that he is happy because of you, I have not slept in vain for more than seven months."

"I just arrived here, and I was very sad to face his neglect. I was very strange and melancholy to this world. Fortunately, I have your memory, and with your memory, I can live freely in this world. I secretly swear, I will, for you, Live out of yourself, to be for you, to love him well, not to be snatched away by other women."