When Wanrou walked to Huangfu Jin's bed, her face was already filled with tears and her face was in disbelief. She took out her handkerchief, gently wiped the blood from Huangfu Jin's mouth, and murmured: "Huangfu Jin, I'm here,
Can you open your eyes and look at me?"
Huangfu Jin heard Wanrou's voice echoing in his ears, tears dripped down his face, and his heart was full of unbearable. His blue eyes slowly opened, but they were less charming than before, looking
Somewhat empty.
He stretched out his hand with difficulty, covered Wanrou's face, and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. If he wiped away one drop, Wanrou would shed another tear, and so on.
Huangfu Jin raised a smile and said with difficulty: "Fool, stop crying, it's ugly."
"As long as you're okay, I won't cry. You haven't even had time to love me, so how can you bear to leave me and leave like this? You must get better!" Wanrou held his hand tightly, as if she didn't want to let anything go.
The thought of someone taking him away.
"It's so good to have you by my side before I die!" He kept smiling from beginning to end, as if the woman in front of him was the nostalgia of his life and the only beauty in his heart.
"I won't allow you to say such unfavorable words. You will be fine." Wanrou was at a loss after hearing him say that she was going to die. She seemed unable to do anything but shed tears. She began to hate herself and her own worthlessness.
.
"Do you still remember? We were flying kites together that day, and we got along so harmoniously. That was the happiest day for me." Thinking of the two of them having fun that day like an ordinary couple, Huangfu Jin unconsciously grinned sweetly.
But he felt that his breathing was not smooth, and his vision became more and more blurry. It turned out that this is what it feels like before death?
"Of course I remember, I was very happy that day too. It was really good to have you by my side, so don't leave me behind. I haven't had time to watch the long flow of water with you, and I haven't had time to feel you properly.
How could you just leave like this? Huangfu Jin, you imprisoned me in the palace because you owe me. You said you would use your love to repay me, but you haven't even started to repay me now. I don't allow you.
I won't allow you to leave me like this!" At this point, Wanrou was already bursting into tears. She buried herself in Huangfu Jin's body and cried bitterly. It was all because of her. If it weren't for saving her, Huangfu Jin would not have fought with Shang.
During the meeting, he would not be caught in a fire, nor would he be seriously injured, resulting in his current dying appearance.
"If it weren't for my intervention, you and Bai must be very happy now. After I leave, you must live well with him. If you are happy, I will also feel very happy." Huangfu Jin took a deep breath.
He spoke slowly. A drop of crystal tears overflowed from his eyes and slid down his face. He shed tears while smiling, which was really an inexplicable sadness.
"I don't want it, I don't want it! I just want you to get better, please, you must get better." There was a hint of domineering in Wanrou's tone, but what could she say, would the facts turn out to be anything? No, she
Can't.
She noticed that Huangfu Jin's breathing was getting weaker and weaker, as if he would leave this world at any time. A faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and the smile contained a bit of heartache, a bit of regret, and a bit of happiness. His blue eyes, thick
The deep love and nostalgia stung Wanrou's heart over and over again. A trace of despair surged towards her overwhelmingly.
Huangfu Jin's heart seemed to be broken. No matter how painful the physical torture was, it couldn't hurt his heart: "Wanrou, kiss me... okay?"
Wanrou cried with unbearable heartache, then lowered her head and gently kissed his cold lips without a trace of warmth.
His lips were dry and no longer soft and smooth. Her tears fell drop by drop, falling onto his eyes and mixing with his tears.
He raised his lips slightly and closed his eyes, feeling that his breathing was getting harder and harder. Just the fragrance and softness on his lips made his heart warm for a moment. It felt so good to be kissed by her.
, even the feeling of death is mixed with a hint of sweetness.
His lips moved slightly, and he used the last bit of strength in his body to respond to her. He gently sucked her lips, and traced the shape of her lips bit by bit with the tip of his tongue.
His breath became weaker and weaker, and the lips that were sucking her gently gradually became silent. The blood in Wanrou's body seemed to freeze, and she hurriedly moved her lips to look at him.
He still had his eyes open and his lips moved, as if he was saying something, but his voice was so soft that she couldn't hear it clearly. Wanrou took a breath and hurriedly leaned down and put her ear to his mouth, listening carefully.
A gentle voice blew past her ears like a gentle breeze: "Wanrou, if there is an afterlife, you... you must love me first, okay?" After saying this with difficulty, another mouthful of blood came from
It came out of his mouth.
She was choked by grief, gasping for air, shaking her head wildly and saying: "I don't want...you don't leave me. I don't allow you to come to the next life, we have to be together in this life. If you leave, I will also
I will follow you...go with you."
"Idiot...I'm very happy to hear you say that...wait..." Huangfu Jin seemed to have something to say, so he closed his eyes with a smile, and the tears from the corners of his eyes fell down his face.