Chapter 1129 Good Night, Sickly Brother (54)

Don’t let death meet you again, don’t let your lover leave you again;

Thousands of years of life and death are so vast, I can’t think of myself, I can’t remember them...

She lowered her eyes slightly, her heart seemed to have stopped beating, and her mind went blank.

The cycle of fate keeps repeating itself on the stranded annual rings, and the ending is always heartbreaking.

"Xiao Qing——" His voice was very soft, but he didn't speak intermittently. The moment he wanted to raise his blood-red hand, Luo Qingchen grabbed it directly.

"I'm here, I'm here, I'm here..." She could barely hear her own voice, and her eyes were filled with the sight of him covered in blood.

All gunfire around them had stopped, and all eighteen mercenaries fell to the ground.

They may or may not be dead, but they certainly don't have any combat capabilities.

Where should she go, where could she go?

Why is there darkness ahead, not even a dim lamp? There is only darkness, nothing but darkness.

Luo Qingchen hugged his gradually cold body tightly, trying to hold down the wounds, large and small.

But it was no use, no use at all.

Blood flowed from between her fingers, staining her moon-white sweater red.

"I'm sorry - I can't go down with you..." Du Jiusheng shook his head gently and rubbed his face against the palm of her hand.

"But...but..." Her vision began to blur, and crystal tears fell from her eyes drop by drop. Pursing her lips tightly, she said: "Without you...where would I go..."

"That...ahem...person who is better than me..." Although he was very reluctant, he really couldn't bear to leave her alone in this world.

If possible, could the person she once liked help him take care of her...

"That person who is better than you, his name is Du Jiu Sheng -" At this moment, she almost screamed, tears falling one by one like broken pearls.

"he……"

"Du Jiu Sheng, the person I said was better than you was your previous life -"

Countless memories were scattered into tiny fragments, constantly emerging in her mind.

People who have never experienced that kind of heartbreaking pain will not understand...

"My past life...ahem..." He closed his eyes weakly, and slightly raised the corners of his mouth as he said, "Did I catch you..."

"Yes, yes!" She nodded desperately, hugging him with rapid breathing and a thick nasal voice and said: "At that time, you abandoned me because you saved me...next time...you really can't do it. Du Jiu Sheng... really can't..."

"Ang, that's great -" he said with a slight smile on his lips: "I protected our little princess, I feel so happy just thinking about it..."

"Bang, bang, bang, bang -" Another burst of gunfire shocked their eardrums.

It's Lu Ou, he's not dead yet——

Almost like crazy, Lu Ou picked up the machine gun and fired at it, shouting: "Go to hell!"

At this moment, Luo Qingchen seemed to feel relieved. If Lu Ou could kill her, it would be the best ending...

"Fool, don't worry -" His deep eyes narrowed, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he stared at the tears falling on his cheeks -

His tears turned into ice, and he attacked Lu Ou's heart without hesitation, and the ice pick directly pierced his heart.

There was only a "squeak" sound, and he seemed to say three words gently in her ear——

mwah……

Very lightly, these were the last three words he said in this world.