Those things that have not left her for so many years have been spreading under her.

'Nian Sheng, wait for me, I will walk to you this time.'

'Niansheng, I like that maple leaf forest, can you accompany me there again?'

'Nian Sheng, if I hadn't met you many years ago, would I be fine now?'

‘Niansheng, I love you

‘Nian Sheng

‘Nian Sheng

Every midnight I dream about, who is calling that name slowly in the empty night, who is obsessed with it, but I can't forget it.

Nian Sheng was the name that locked her whole life.

I miss you, I miss you my whole life.

And I, with such a broken body, am I still qualified?

Tears slid down the cheeks, dripping into the sea of ​​bright red, exaggerating the color.

My body was throbbing constantly and my hands were covered in blood.

How much blood has been stained on her hands over the years?

Those lives she killed, those who died by her hands.

That's her fault.

Close your eyes and cover the wound with both hands.

Qingshi, don’t die.

Bluestone, don’t forget.

Qingshi, don't cry.

Bluestone, don’t let every night be filled only with darkness.

Qingshi, don't be sad, everything will pass.

Bluestone, how should I forget it?

Those best years, those most turbulent days, those most unforgettable people.[

The last word is never followed by a negative number.

Her wrists were numb, and her hands did not cover the place where blood was constantly flowing out. They flowed through her fingers and bloomed under her body.

"Nian Sheng

The pain is too painful to be felt.

Nian Sheng, why should I love you?

In her hazy consciousness, it seemed as if a pair of hands had embraced her, and his big hand was caressing her heart, shrinking her wounds little by little. She couldn't see it, couldn't see anything, she only felt that this man's embrace felt so good.

warm.

The wound seemed to be no longer bleeding, but she had also lost too much blood, and her face was frighteningly pale.

He said, "Qingshi, I'm here, and I will never let you get hurt again."

It was such a familiar voice, she recognized it.

It's half separated.

But the mana just now was definitely not something that could be released by Han Li.

That kind of supreme magic can be possessed by people with a life span of at least hundreds of thousands of years.

"Is it Banli?" She couldn't open her eyes. She was very tired and leaned against him.

"Do you still remember me?" Banli said with joy on his face, and wanted to touch her with his blood-stained fingers. That was her blood, the color of the injuries he sustained when he picked her up on the ground.

"Remember, remember. Thank you, at this time I haven't

In this life, she has failed him too much.

How could she have the face to face his sacrifice?

"Don't talk, just let me hold you." Let me hold you through the last moments of my life. Even if I die, I will remember that I died holding you. The last moment of my life

Having you by my side is enough.

I have spent too much time in this life, but you taught me to love, so I understand something that I will never regret until I die.

I won't blame you, this is all done willingly.

So, you don't have to blame yourself.

Let me hold you. You don’t need to say anything to me. As long as I hold you, I will feel that you belong to me. Whether it is just for a moment or not, it means a lifetime to me.[

Love is like ink blue and white, why fear the moment of youthfulness?
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