Chapter Seventy-Four: Orphans

As soon as the words were sent, I saw Qing Xuan's eyes frozen in place, and her father's seemingly casual words were like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, splitting her a little breathlessly.

However, for this sudden scene, Ye Xingchen on the side also stared at Qingshi with a look of surprise, and the latter's words also made him a little second monk.

For a moment, there was silence in the house.

However, in such an atmosphere full of blood, the three people in the pool of blood had their own thoughts, completely forgetting what kind of environment they and the others were in.

In a moment, a soft cough broke the silence.

Ye Xingchen came back to his senses and saw that the corners of Qingshi's mouth were full of blood, so he quickly jumped to the side, supported the latter with one hand, and said loudly: "Qingbo." ”

Qingshi glanced up at Ye Xingchen, did not speak, and then looked sideways at Qing Xuan, his tone was gentle, and said: "Little Xuanzi, although you are not your biological father, you are regarded as your own and taken care of as a lifelong treasure." ”

In the end, Qingshi couldn't help but cough violently.

However, after this violent cough, I saw that his expression had become sluggish.

Perhaps feeling that his father's injury was getting more and more serious, Qing Xuan also came back from his contemplation, looked up at Qingshi, and said in a somewhat firm tone in his choked voice: "No, you are my father, you are." ”

Qingshi smiled a little bitterly, took out a dark stone from the brocade box and handed it to Qingxuan, "This is what my father found next to you when he met you sixteen years ago. ”

Qing Xuan trembled slightly, and took the dark stone in Qingshi's hand.

Looking at what seemed to be a stone in his hand and shaped like a snake scale, Qing Xuan's heart was already rippling with layers of waves.

"Is this thing really related to his own life experience?" Qing Xuan asked himself in his heart.

"Ahem..."

Qingshi covered his mouth with his hand and coughed violently.

"Daddy..."

Qingshi wiped the blood flowing from his mouth with his hand, and said in a low tone: "Little Xuanzi, you have to put it away, it is related to your life experience." ”

"Little Xuanzi doesn't want any life experience, you are my father, Xiao Xuanzi only needs you as long as Daddy, and only Daddy you. Qing Xuan said with a crying voice.

"Silly girl. Qingshi reached out to wipe the tears on Qingxuan's face.

Looking at that immature and lovely face, Qingshi was both relieved and helpless, his father and daughter had lived together for 16 years.

In the past sixteen years, although he has never given Qingxuan a decent home, let alone taken her to shuttle through the vast mountains since she was a child, the time between father and daughter is always full of happiness.

I don't want to, but from now on, I have to be separated from heaven and man.

Yes, no one wants to be separated from each other, but God just loves to play tricks on people.

After Qingshi sighed slightly, he looked at Ye Xingchen with a sideways face, and said in a sincere tone: "Xingchen, Qingbo has a reluctant request, and I hope you can agree." ”

"Uncle Qing, please say, the stars are duty-bound. Ye Xingchen said with a serious face.

"That's very good. Qingshi smiled, and continued: "Although the little girl is about the same age as you, but she has never set foot in the world, the old man knows that his limit is approaching, at this time, I want to entrust the little Xuanzi to the stars and you to help take care of it, I don't know if it is possible?"

"Click. ”

Ye Xingchen was directly frozen in place by Qingshi's words, staring at the latter with his eyes, although what the other party asked did not violate any morals and ethics, but out of some kind of inexplicable relationship, it really made him a little embarrassed.

Seeing Ye Xingchen's demeanor, Qingshi was slightly puzzled, and asked out loud, "What's the matter?"

Asked by Qingshi like this, Ye Xingchen hurriedly replied: "No, no..."

"Why is that?" asked Aoishi.

"The boy's life was saved by Uncle Qing and Miss Qingxuan, what Uncle Qing entrusted, how could Xingchen not say it. Ye Xingchen said in an extremely firm tone.

"The old man thanked him first. ”

Qingshi said, wanting to clasp his fists and salute, but was quickly stopped by Ye Xingchen.

At this moment, Qing Xuan's voice on the side sounded, "Daddy, you tell Xiao Xuanzi, and Xiao Xuanzi will boil medicine for you." ”

"It's useless, Daddy's internal organs have been shattered by the palm of the person named Lu Wei..."Qingshi said, and couldn't help coughing violently, stopped coughing slightly, and continued: "I can last so long, I just want to see my little Xuanzi again." ”

After that, a cloudy teardrop, unable to hold back any longer, gently slipped from the corner of the eye with several wrinkles.

"Daddy, no, you'll be fine, you're a doctor!" Qing Xuan pulled his hoarse voice and said unwillingly: "Why can you heal others, but you can't heal yourself." ”

At the end of the day, tears fell out of her eyes one by one, and she didn't want to wipe them away or stop crying.

"Ahem..."

A violent cough sounded, and I saw Qingshi covering his chest with one hand, sweat the size of a grain of rice on his forehead, and his face was snow-white, and his breathing began to become rapid.

"Daddy, Daddy..."

Qing Xuan was at a loss, so he could only hold his father's hand tightly and keep shouting.

After a moment, the coughing gradually subsided, and Qingshi blinked his tired eyes, and his breath began to weaken.

At this moment, I saw Qingshi constantly pulling the jade pendant hanging on his waist with his hand.

After pulling it several times, it finally came off.

Then, I saw him slowly hand the jade pendant to Ye Xingchen, and said in a low voice: "Xingchen Xiaoyou, the old man has a senior sister named Xuanxi, when he walks the rivers and lakes, if you have a chance to meet, please transfer it to her." Speaking of this, he couldn't help coughing, and then continued: "Just say, just say, just say that if there is an afterlife, I will not lose the world, and I will never lose her." ”

"Uncle Qing, the kid can't promise you, you have to say this to Aunt Xuan in person. Ye Xingchen said.

"No, he's already here!"

As if sensing that death was coming, a smile appeared on Aoshi's thin face.

In the smile, there seems to be relief, as if there is liberation, and more like a yearning, a yearning for another world.

"Daddy, I don't want it, I don't want you to leave Xiao Xuanzi alone. Qing Xuan shook his head and cried.

Qingshi used his last bit of strength, picked up Qing Xuan's hand and put it in Ye Xingchen's hand, and said in a slightly trembling voice: "Little Xuanzi, listen to Ye Gongzi's words in the future." ”

After that, as soon as his hand was released, his eyes slowly closed, and there was no breath between his noses.

"Don't..."

Qing Xuan let out a heart-wrenching cry, and then hugged Qingshi tightly in his arms, and shouted loudly to the person in his arms without any scruples.

It's a pity that no matter how she screams, the person in her arms doesn't respond.

Looking at the father and daughter in front of him, who were already separated by heaven and earth, Ye Xingchen clenched the jade pendant in his hand, and tried his best to open his eyes to the maximum, as if this was the only way to prevent the tears from falling out of his eyes.

At this moment, he knew that no matter how he comforted and persuaded him, the girl in front of him would definitely not listen to half a word.

Ye Xingchen got up, walked slowly to the window, put his hands behind his back, and raised his eyes to look up at the night sky outside the window.

After a long time, a meteor crossed by, Ye Xingchen looked back at the father and daughter who were hugging each other tightly in a pool of blood, and sighed in his heart: "From now on, heaven and man are separated, can there be a goodbye period?"

At this moment, the sky seemed to suddenly burn, and the glow shone brightly on the whole night, and a light source shot down in a straight direction, and finally through the roof, directly on the two people in the pool of blood.