Tsuki's fingers moved very slowly, and her heart seemed to have been dug into a huge hole.

It turns out that at a certain point, letting go is even more uncomfortable than dying.

However, they had to let go.

"Ding Dong"

Even the sound of breathing was so clear in the silence around him, and tears fell down his cheeks into the water, rippling in circles.

Her fingertips still fell on Duanmu Chen's fingers, nostalgic for the intoxicating temperature.

Yue gently closed her eyes forcefully, and the bits and pieces with Duanmu Chen flashed in her mind.

When she first crossed, if she wasn't pregnant with Yue Xiaoxuan, she definitely didn't have the courage to escape from death, and Yue Xiaoxuan was given by Duanmuchen.

When she was in Nanfeng Academy, Duanmuchen didn't care about etiquette, she didn't care about having children out of wedlock, she was so selfless to maintain, and then she was spoiled in every way, so that she grew up step by step.

And when the soul was about to be withdrawn from the body, Duanmu Chen hugged her and told her, whether you are young or not, he will not be unswerving in this life.

His belly is black, his strength, his protection is short, and there is that unforgettable love.

Yue's lips couldn't help but curl into a light smile.

"Thank you!"

She murmured softly.

The fingers trembled and let go.

Fingernails scratched Duanmu Chen's palm, as if it was the last memory left in vain.

At the moment when her hand fell, Duanmu Chen suddenly moved, and the warm hand grasped her cold hand, completely wrapping it, and then her whole body fell into his arms.

Listening to the steady and powerful heartbeat in her ears, Yueqing's tears that had been stopped suddenly slipped even more fiercely.

"Qing'er, you are such a cruel and stingy ghost!"

Duanmuchen's voice was a little hoarse, her fingertips wiped her tears, and her eyes were full of distress.

Come and go I'm sorry, thank you, can't you express it with actions?

For example, hugging, kissing, touching, knocking down, won't it? If you don't know it, you can tell your husband to listen to it.

However, this is the light of the moon.

In case of danger, she will not hide under the man's wing, but try her best to take the man under the wing, preferring to bleed herself rather than the people around her to be hurt.

She won't coax men or be coquettish, and she may not even know how to say sweet words, but she will directly express it with actions.

Duanmuchen raised his hand to wipe the tears on her face, and her eyes were full of soft light: Female man, why is it so cute?

"Qing'er, now can you understand how much my heart hurts?"

He was reluctant to make Yue lightly sad, but he was even more afraid that something like this would happen next time.

God knows how he felt when he woke up in Qingchenju.

That kind of anger can't be quelled even if the whole world is slaughtered.

That heartache made him feel like he was going to suffocate to death.

He was afraid of losing the person in his arms, this kind of thing, just thinking about it made him unable to breathe.

"I was wrong, I'm sorry, there won't be a next time!" The moon is still soft and has a thick nasal voice.

"If I'm sorry for the use, there wouldn't be so many killings in the world!"

Duanmu Chen sighed fiercely in his heart, and sure enough, it was still this sentence.

What's even more helpless is that I waited for a long time and didn't wait for Yue to answer gently.

"Qing'er, it hurts my heart, do you want to use a sentence that can't be smoothed out?" Duanmu Chen was a little depressed!

"So, what do you want?" Yue thought for a long time and asked weakly.