"Dad Nalan, have I ever said that I love you so much?" Wenshan said, her dehydrated lips were cracked, and she tried her best to smile.
Nalan Chunbo's heart ached. He had owed her this proposal for too long.
"three-"
Gu Juexi whispered the first number.
Ye Yuwei was buried on Lu Qichuan's shoulder, and he covered her head with his coat. She couldn't go to see Gu Juexi, she couldn't distract Gu Juexi at this time, and she couldn't let Gu Juexi see her cry at this time.
"two-"
Qian Yikun looked at Mo Fei, who was standing next to her. Her right hand was hanging down, and even her left arm was injured. However, she refused Ding Ning's help and asked Ding Ning to fully assist Mr. Kejier.
"Did I ever say that sometimes you deserve a beating?" Qian Yikun said suddenly.
"Oh, so what? Can you beat me?" Mo Fei didn't care at all, but only she knew how difficult it was for her with her injured arms to be on such a path that required precision.
But she couldn't let Qian Yikun be distracted, because he still had the helpless Lotte to take care of.
Therefore, she can only take care of herself.
"one-"
After Gu Juexi finished speaking, he withdrew his last glance from Ye Yuwei, who could not see his face, and then rushed out like an arrow.
At the same time, everyone left the edge of the small spacecraft.
"Boom-" The small spacecraft was completely collapsed.
In just one second, they might be destroyed directly under the small spacecraft.
The flint was so dense that even if they calculated the route well, they would still be hit. Lu Qichuan and the others had signs of being pushed through on their backs and arms.
"Five, four, three—"
Gu Juexi carried Ding Junqi on his back and walked into the middle, but when he put Ding Junqi down, he was hit by a flint on his back. He groaned and knelt on one knee.
Because Ding Junqi lost the support of Gu Juexi, the moment she fell to the ground, her right hand fell on the No. 13 meteorite.
When they reached the fifth circle, they had no way to go, but if they stopped, it might be a dead end.
Wen Shan looked up and saw a fist-sized meteorite falling towards them, "Be careful—"
Wenshan's hoarse voice sounded, and she instinctively stretched out her arm to cover Nalan Chunbo's head.
"ah-"
Wenshan's painful cry of blood disappeared into the invisible distance along with the bright light on the No. 13 meteorite.
Until it disappears completely.
Wenshan's arm was burned with a mark as big as a fist, and the sensation of pain, which was worse than being torn apart, instantly spread throughout her body. A ray of light passed through her mind, and she seemed to see a picture.
[She and Lotte were walking in the park, and Lotte asked her what if Ding Junqi likes her
Wenshan said proudly: "Tsk, who would like him? What I like is my father Nalan. My father Nalan is the most handsome man in the world, bar none."
"Forget it. Does your Nalan father know who you are?" Letian snorted, "But I always feel that Ding Junqi often appears in front of us because he likes you."
"Don't talk nonsense. What if I can see my father Nalan in the future? I still have to have dreams."]
The density of the flint became smaller until it disappeared completely, and Wenshan could no longer hear Nalan Chunbo's cry clearly.
She could still vaguely see the shadow of Nalan Chunbo and the people surrounding her in her eyes.
Dad Nalan, you must not know that even if your memory is confused, the person I love most is you.