Nangong also touched her heart, feeling the slight heartbeat, and asked softly.
The things that You'er had forgotten just now came out again when he did this, and tears flowed out again uncontrollably.
Nangong Yi held the tear-stained face, kissed her tears gently, opened her thin lips lightly, placed her hand on his heart, and said:
"It hurts here too."
This stupid woman, what should he do?
"Bingshan, I don't want to live a life like this where I can be plotted at any time. Bingshan, I want to be in peace. I don't want anything to happen to you."
The right son lay in his arms and murmured softly.
"Don't worry, after tomorrow, it will almost be over."
Nangong also looked down at her and said.
Bingwen has already taken the video tape to find Nangong Tian today. The video tape showing Nangong Xu personally killing his illegitimate child was recorded by him. By chance, he will be able to see it tomorrow.
An emotional drama in which father and son fall out.
"Bingshan, why did he appear?"
You'er asked, choking with sobs.
"I don't know, maybe things are not what you think at all. There is some hatred. Let it go when it's time to let it go! If you continue to persist, it will make both of you suffer."
Nangong also said with emotion, not knowing whether he was telling himself or You'er that he had been persistent for more than ten years, but now that a big revenge was about to be avenged, he didn't feel happy at all.
"Bingshan, I can't let go. He's been like a nightmare. He's been haunting me for more than ten years. How can I let him go just because he wants to?"
You'er sighed, she didn't know if he could understand what she was saying, she just wanted to tell everything, so that at least she would feel better.
"I will make your nightmare end. Now, your sweet dream begins."
It's been a long time since he spoke like this. He could not hide himself. He was always his true self in front of her. This feeling was indescribably relaxing.
"Bingshan, good people don't live long, but evil people live for thousands of years, right? Then let him live forever and be tortured to death by guilt. Isn't that bad?"
You'er closed his eyes and felt the heartbeat that was so close at hand. Every sound was so powerful.
"No, your son, when this matter is over, how about you marry me?"
Nangong Yi kissed her forehead gently, looked at her cheeks that were slowly turning red, and smiled fondly.
"Bingshan, is this your proposal? It's not romantic at all."
Youer pouted and looked at the cell with all the walls. It was not romantic at all to propose marriage here. He really thought she was a pig.
"After I get out, I will provide you with a grand proposal ceremony."
Nangong also hugged her tightly, breathing in the light fragrance that made him feel at ease, and solemnly promised that he would make her the happiest woman in the world.
"Then what does it mean now?"
The right boy's little head hadn't turned around yet, so he asked in a muffled voice.