The great master said, "Don't you want to see him for the last time? I can call him right away."
Ye Qian still shook her head: "No need, he and I have nothing to say..."
Great Master: "..."
He turned and left, just like when he came, disappeared in a blink of an eye, and no one knew where he had gone again.
Luo Qingyu sat down and accompanied her silently, unable to tell what it felt like.
It seems pain, annoyance and regret...
Time slowly slid past minute by minute, and Ye Qian's hair gradually turned white—
"Cousin Qian, Master gives you a chance, why don't you grasp it?" Luo Qingyu remembered the pill in the hand of the great master just now. It should be able to save Ye Qian's life, right?
Why doesn't she eat?
Is it already completely despair of life, or?
No one can despise life. Even if it is a sage, one should cherish this hard-earned opportunity to live.
Ye Qian slowly raised her head, her beautiful eyes staring at the oil lamp on the wall.
The oil lamp was flashing, and the oil inside was almost burning out, just like the fire of her life, it seemed to be extinguished at any time.
She sighed softly: "I can't take the Transsai Pill. If I survive, he will die."
Luo Qingyu was shocked and looked at Ye Qian with a sharp look: "He treats you like this, but you still refuse to hurt him?
Would you rather be disheartened than ruin his life?"
Is this Ye Qian reincarnated by a mermaid?
I would rather turn myself into a bubble than be detrimental to my beloved...
Luo Qingyu asked herself that she couldn't do it, and she didn't want to do it either.
Her consistent principle is that if someone does not offend me, I will not offend others. If someone offends me, you will be given ten points!
She will not give silently to others. If you love someone, you must express it freely and let him know.
Of course, she didn't want to force her fate, and she wouldn't be in trouble with her.
She will let go very happily when it's time to let go.
How many big things are there in life that cannot be done, why bother with these little grudges and grudges?
Ye Qian smiled slightly, her eyes swaying: "Yunxia, thank you for being with me at the last moment. The long night is boring, do you want to listen to a story?"
Luo Qingyu's heart moved. What she was going to tell should be her own story, right?
"Okay!" Luo Qingyu answered very simply.
Ye Qian smiled. Her facial features were beautiful. Under this smile, she was like an iris blooming, with a different kind of shocking beauty.
Ye Qian’s story is actually very simple, but it is also shocking.
As she slowly told the story, Luo Qingyu seemed to slowly unfold a picture, a movie...
In March, spring is warm and flowers bloom.
The boy in white came flying like a horse. When he passed by a peach blossom forest, he saw a girl in white dancing under the flowers.
The flowers on the tree fell with the wind of her sleeves, hovering around her, and the beauty of the scenery was like a painting.
After the dance, the girl in white suddenly flew straight towards the boy in white and looked at him coldly: "Who told you to peep here?!"
The sound is as cold and crisp as the first time the ice river is unfolding.