Qiu Yinong's hand covering him with the quilt paused, and he quietly took it back.

Lowering his head and not daring to look at him, his coughing sound came down from the top of his head and fell on her heart, heavy, making her heart feel as if it was stuffed with cotton, and it was very uncomfortable.

But he refused to forgive: "What, are you jealous that I can't live longer than you?" ”

This was originally an angry sentence, but she just saw him so uncomfortable, and her heart was so depressed, she deliberately said this to anger him.

"It's not."

He replied very seriously, his cool palm brushed her hair, gently stroked it, and his eyes were unfathomable and deep, like water covering her: "I'm just afraid that after I die, no one will bury our bones together." ”

If he dies later, she dies first, and before he dies, he can go into her grave and be buried with her.

But if he dies before, he is afraid, and no one will bury him with him.

Then, this will be the regret of his life.

Qiu's thick fingers twitched a few times, and they suddenly became numb.

Her neck was stiff, and the words of dry bones fell from the top of her head into her heart, gradually causing infinite ripples in her heart, she was a little rational after all, and her tone was slightly cold and mocking: "People like me, after death, they will definitely be crushed and scattered, where do the bones come from?" ”

If there are no bones, what will be used to bury him together?

In fact, she was afraid, afraid that the dry bones would restrain her.

The hand that was caressing her hair stopped tiltingly, rubbing her heart, and her voice was clear, but it was angry to the bone: "If anyone dares to let you crush your bones and scatter ashes, I will let him go to heaven and earth, and there will be no peace in life and life." ”

He harmed her for the rest of his life, and he wanted him to die for the rest of his life.

Qiu's back suddenly chilled, she straightened up unconsciously, and sat there stiffly, feeling the man's hand caressing her heart, gradually becoming colder and colder.

He lowered his head and coughed heavily.

It seems that the heart and lungs have been moved.

Her heart was very uncomfortable, and she was reborn, except in her dreams, when she had nightmares, she was so sad, and she was never so sad as she is now, feeling that this man's life is only between the lines.

People can't hold it, they can't grasp it.

Ethereal and distant, she will never be able to reach her.

This feeling made her feel frightened, and she even wondered what would happen if one day, she really couldn't see this person?

That must have been, a very sad thing.

She thought about it messily, the man's body slid down, leaned sideways, rested his head on her lap, and slept peacefully with his eyes closed, very satisfied, the corners of his lips slightly raised.

He was so tired that he lay on her lap and didn't want to move.

Such a distance made Qiu Yinong feel embarrassed, and the gradually warming atmosphere made her want to escape.

However, the appearance of the dry bone is too quiet, like a well-behaved and quiet elk, lying on her lap, obediently praying for her care, her heart is too soft, secretly sad.

Before he fell asleep, she heard him whisper softly: "Life wants you to sleep together, death wants you to sleep together!" ”

She was shocked, and looked at the man's delicate side face as a carving, and her heart suddenly had mixed feelings.

Many years later, she has forgotten a lot of things, but she still remembers what he said, life must sleep together, death must be the same cave.

In the end, he was able to understand how he took this oath to heart, covered his heart with blood, and never dared to forget it.

I don't know what to do, go deep!!