Esmeralda Wushuang whispered in his heart, and he was not yet completely convinced.
But she felt it was a pity.
It was a pity not for love.
Only when she was dying, she felt sorry for looking at the broken peach blossoms.
Everyone knew that she loved love.
She liked the peach blossoms, she liked the thick crimson, and she liked how passionate the flowers were when they were in full bloom.
If she died, she hoped to die in the pink peach blossom.
How ugly a bare man was!
"Love you!" William held the falling Felicity, and his eyes suddenly turned red.
He was blaming himself at this moment!
Why would he fall Gamora and suffer such a sudden test?
He was blaming Peach Blossom Lady as well!
There was no need for her to get involved!
He knew that he must blow up his heart!
Even if his medical skills were excellent, there was no way to save him.
She was making a choice for herself!