"Wu Qi died, I feel bad, so I can only have some fun to relieve myself. I want to go to the White House, I just want to pay homage to Wu Qi, I don't plan to go there alone, of course, if you If you don’t have time or don’t want to go, you can send any of your cronies over with me.”
"He's dead, maybe it doesn't matter to you, but I really understand what I mean by saying that I won't kill Boren." Xuanji smiled, but tears already fell.
"I will accompany you, I will accompany you wherever you go..."
She heard his voice scattered in her ears, and then, his warm lips fell on her face. Neither of them spoke. She lay on top of him and wept in a low voice, and his lips fell. Follow her tears around.
What's next after crying? It's not like a child who has been wronged, and can come back happily every time after a tantrum and crying.
Some things can never be repeated, such as time, life, heart, and choices.
"Long Feili, do you remember that I told you that I always had a hunch that you would kill me again? I think, if one day you have to choose between me and her again, you will still choose she."
Xuanji didn't know why, but the words slipped out of the corner of her lips. She raised her head from his arms and looked straight at the ground.
Maybe it was a grievance, maybe it was a hunch, her mind was blank, but she said these words calmly and indifferently, and the corners of her mouth twitched into a smile.
Laughing out, the tears fell fiercely again, and she quickly reached out to wipe it, but the more and more she wiped.
She fixed his eyes, and the feeling was indeed getting stronger and stronger, he was proving something to her.
It's just, it's not like that, it's really not like that.
Besides, it has nothing to do with her.
She closed her eyes slightly tiredly, leaned on his shoulder and said, "My wound still hurts, I don't know if it will open, if you really want to do it, don't use it so hard, and don't get it inside. "
"When we were in the forest... You were in me... I hope there will be no mistakes. After all, it's too late to take medicine or something after a few days."
Suddenly, a burst of pain in the shoulders came, and her bones were about to be crushed by him. She raised her head from his arms and stared blankly at his handsome face turned violent and cruel, "You don't want my child?"
"It's not that I don't want it, it's that you're not allowed!" Xuanji smiled bitterly, "Have you forgotten how our child died?"
"If I'm not mistaken, you just want the child she gave birth to for you."
Slowly resting her head on his broad and sturdy shoulders, Xuanji whispered, "I really don't want it now, and I won't come if I can. I'm very tired. If you don't want to do it now, I want to sleep... "