Tears welled up in ning Qing's eyes, and she choked on the air. She coughed uncomfortably, and her physiological sadness made her face covered in tears.
"Nian lie, you're the one who's crying!"
He seemed to know what she wanted to say. He gritted his teeth and held her tightly with one hand. ning Qing, don't let go. Did you hear me, Zhenzhen? "
“……”
"Even if you die, I'll die first."
“……”
"Don't you hate me? If I die, you can live well and pursue everything you truly want."
Ning Qing couldn't describe her feelings, so she just kept shaking her head. Listening to his last words, her heart ached so much that she lost consciousness.
Nian Xi's back was facing the fire. She watched as the fire spread and burned his pants.
Ning Qing was terrified. no, no, let me go!
The man stood as still as Mount Tai, his eyes full of affection, and perhaps regret? Regret? Heartache?
