"You can definitely save her?" Mo Chuan asked tremblingly.
"Not necessarily." The man in white said indifferently, "I can only give it a try. Whether I can save her depends on her luck."
Mo Chuan's heart sank again, and he gritted his teeth and said nothing.
Qi Yanyu shouted: "What are you talking about? You can't save her at all. She is already dead. If you want to trample her body again after she dies, don't even think about it! Chu Mochuan, you must never Don’t be fooled by him, he has no good intentions!”
The man in white said coldly: "I will only give you one chance. If you don't want to, then forget it."
He slowly stepped onto Hai Dongqing's back.
"Wait a minute!"
Mo Chuan suddenly stood up with Shen Ning in his arms, his body straight.
His expression changed, and he finally made up his mind and stretched out his arms.
"Take her away."
"What? Chu Mochuan, are you crazy! How could you hand Ning'er over to this guy! Do you know who he is? Are you not afraid that he will harm Ning'er!" Qi Yanyu shouted angrily and anxiously , rushing up to take back Shen Ning's body.
"I have decided that as long as there is still a glimmer of hope, I will not let go of the opportunity to bring her back to life."
Mo Chuan said firmly and forcefully. He looked directly at the man in white and said coldly: "If you dare to lie to me, I will cut you into pieces!"
The man in white's tone was colder than him.
He said proudly: "I am willing to save her for her sake, not for you. Whether you live or die, what does it have to do with me? I lied to you? I disdain you!"
After saying that, he picked up Shen Ning and sat cross-legged on the bird's back.
"How long will it take you to save her?" Mo Chuan took a step forward.
"Maybe ten days, maybe a year, maybe... who knows."
The man in white said in a nonchalant tone, whistled, and Hai Dongqing immediately took a big step, as if he was running away.
Mo Chuan stood upright, watching the figures of the two people and one bird gradually go away.
His hands were balled into fists and hung at his sides.
No one could understand the complicated look in his eyes.
Qi Yanyu stamped his feet: "Chu Mochuan, you are so confused. You must be crazy to believe that guy's words! Ning'er is already dead. Even if he is a god, he can't bring the dead back to life!"
Mo Chuan turned around suddenly and glared at Qi Yanyu fiercely, which startled Qi Yanyu.
"Why are you glaring at me? What's the point of being so mean to me? If you can, go ahead and be mean to that man in white. Then kill Chu Shaoyang and avenge Ning'er!" He shouted angrily.
But Mo Chuan stared at him and said word by word: "Ning'er is not dead! If you say the word "death" to her again, I will kill you first!"
Qi Yanyu murmured: "Crazy, you are crazy too."
But he also had the same expectations as Mo Chuan.
Hope she survives!
Even if it was just a slim hope, he was willing to continue fantasizing about it.
He also didn't want to see her body buried in the cold loess, and he didn't want to pay condolences at her grave every Qingming Festival.
She would rather see the unknown man in white take her away.
"Maybe I'm crazy too." He murmured.
*
Before he died, he remembered all the lost memories. His name was not Shen Rumei, but Shen Ning.
Shen Ning felt like she had had a long dream and finally woke up from the confused dream.
She saw Mo Chuan, the man buried deep in her memory!
She died in his arms with no regrets!
She closed her eyes with a smile, but she did not completely lose consciousness. She only felt that she had just woken up from a dream and soon fell into another dream.