"Sangsang, don't talk about yourself like that." Qingchen hugged her neck tightly, "You are the best. If I hadn't met you, I might..."
The rest of the words were not spoken.
"Sangsang, you are the best, and you are also the best in my heart. No one can compare with you."
Bai Sang didn't expect that he would be so important in Qingchen's heart.
The mood is somewhat beautiful.
"I know, you are also the best and most important in my heart."
This time the early morning also became happy.
The angel who was about to fall, forgotten by the two, opened his eyes slightly.
"Hmm." Feeling the pain on his wings, his face showed pain.
Especially when he saw that he was no longer in the sky, but in a dark hell, his eyes showed despair.
The black energy also accelerated its efforts to assimilate him at the moment when his mentality collapsed.
"Sang Sang, this is the first time I've seen someone of the same kind. Can you drag him home?"
Qingchen said softly.
Of course Bai Sang had no objection, and she agreed to take this angel home.
This way I can have playmates in the morning.
I won’t be lonely anymore.
"Would you like to go back with me?"
Bai Sang asked the angel on the ground who was about to be assimilated by the black energy.
This angel saw a demon standing next to him before he could commit suicide.
Suddenly feeling something, he looked into her arms in disbelief.
The pale lips moved, wanting to say something.
But at this time, his whole body hurt so much that he almost lost consciousness.
"Sangsang, just drag him away without asking."
Suggestions for looking light in the morning.
Bai Sang thought this suggestion was acceptable, so he stretched out a hand and grabbed the angel's feet, and dragged him roughly into the small hole.
The road was uneven, and the angel was dragged and banged several times, hitting his head or waist.
Return to the small cave.
Bai Sang was reluctant to give him the place where he slept early in the morning, so he dug a hole in the ground on the other side.
Then sprinkle in a few golden peas here and there.
The look of reluctance to leave her in the early morning made me feel very comfortable.
Then the angel was thrown into the pit.
There was a crackling sound.
The angel was rolling in the pit in pain.
The half wings that were about to turn black were returning to their original color bit by bit.
Bai Sang saw that the number of golden beans in the pit was also decreasing.
Somewhat reluctantly, I threw a few inside.
It digests very quickly.
Qing Qing, who was standing nearby, reached out and grabbed a handful and threw them into the pit.
"I can just cry about this kind of thing."
Bai Sang shook his head: "I don't want you to cry."
She said it very seriously.
My heart felt better in the early morning. He lay on her back, rubbed his head on her neck, and said in a soft voice, "Sang Sang."
"Be good." Bai Sang squatted by the pit and touched his head with one hand, "What's wrong?"
In the early morning, this delicate and fair face showed enjoyment. He raised his head and rubbed his cheek into her palm.
"I really like being with you."
"I will always stay by your side." Bai Sang said seriously.
Qing Qing nodded vigorously: "Sang Sang will always stay with me."
"good."
The two of them looked at each other for a moment, and the black energy on the angel in the pit was almost purified.
I don’t know if it’s Bai Sang’s illusion.
She always felt as if her wings had recovered somewhat.
"You..." Angel woke up, and when he saw Bai Sang, disgust was obvious on his face.
But before he could react, his wings were stepped on by a pair of feet.
(End of chapter)