Time is like flowing water, and it has come to an end, but it always feels like it's just a blink of an eye, and time is gone, obviously I feel that there are still many things that have not been done, and there are still many wishes that have not been completed, but at the moment, nothing can be done.

Because, I can't walk anymore.

Xiao Bojun, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, did not feel uncomfortable and painful, but he intuitively felt that he had come to an end.

He couldn't hold a pen, couldn't paint, couldn't draw all kinds of stories, couldn't go to the small kitchen to make some snacks and give them to his beloved girl, he could only turn his neck, move his eyes, look out the window at the sky that seemed to have never changed, and feel the vitality slowly withdrawn from his body.

This made him smile helplessly.

But in the blink of an eye, I saw Zhan San, who had white hair, his back was straight into a pole, he was shaking a fan in his hand, and the skin on his face was crumpled into a ball of orange peels, and he walked in from outside, raised his eyebrows at him, and grinned.

"What? Won't you draw today? ”

This bastard is also enough, for decades, all day long, either painting, or being a girl with her ass behind her ass, or going to the kitchen to make something new and let that girl try it.

It's noon, and it's strange that I'm still sitting still.

"I'm probably dying."

is obviously about the same age as Zhan Qingming, but this person's hair is still dark, just as gorgeous as a spring flower, dyed with traces of time, but it is still very good-looking, even at this twilight age, it still hooks the hearts of many little girls, it is really terrible!

However, his calm and calm words shocked the fan in Zhan Qingming's hand, and his face changed greatly.

"What did you say!?"

Looking at the old man in disbelief, Xiao Bojun couldn't help laughing.

"I said, I'm dying."

"You! You, you—"

The corners of Zhan Qingming's lips trembled, as if he couldn't imagine that this day would be so soon!

People die!

He's going to die, and he's getting old, but it's okay to live a few more years.

Moreover, even if this body dies, his soul body will still be taken by the system to the next world and start anew.

But the villain, the villain in this face, he died, he died.

Suddenly, Zhan Qingming, who experienced the feeling of powerlessness for the first time, turned his head and ran out, shouting again and again.

"You wait! I'm going to find that girl! She, if it were her, would have could, would have been—"

"Come back—"

It's just that the man has already run away without a shadow, allowing Xiao Bojun's words to fall into the air.

It made him sigh.

Some bitter, some helpless.

Birth, old age, sickness and death, even if it is her, she will be helpless, right?

And, Zhan Qingming, who ran to Ai Baobao like a gust of wind, grabbed her arm, and her voice trembled.

"Hurry! Xiao Bojun, he's dying—"

"Huh?"

Ai Baobao blinked, put down the drawing book, and was dragged by him to Xiao Bojun's room.

Sitting by the window, looking at the old man outside, when she saw the picturesque eyebrows, time seemed to treat her very favorably, and let her freeze the girl who looked like a young woman, her eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and her eyes were bright and smiled.

"Bao—"

When the big guy stood in front of the alien soul lamp, looking at the blood bar on his head that was full yesterday but had inexplicably fallen to the end of the day, he blinked and sighed.

"It's dying."

“……”

Zhan Qingming's sideburns jumped, gritting his teeth.

"I'll let you come! It's for you to save him, not for you to comment on current affairs! ”

"Poof—"

Who knows, Xiao Bojun laughed out loud and shook his head at Zhan Qingming.

"Don't be embarrassed by the treasure, birth, old age, sickness and death, human nature, this is inevitable and vulgar, don't say that the treasure can't prevent death, even if she can-"

He paused and smiled with relief.

"I don't want her to stop it."

"Why?"

Zhan Qingming was stunned.

"You, don't you want to live?"

"Yes."

He blinked.

I want to be with her for a long time, I want to keep time with her forever, I want her to see him more, I want her to have him in her eyes.

However, it can't.

"Then why?"

If the villain wants to live, why is he still unwilling to be rescued?

Why is this, Zhan Qingming can't understand it at all.

However, Xiao Bojun just shook his head.

looked at the girl in front of him and asked with a smile.

"Bao, over the years, the picture books I have drawn are good-looking?"

"Hmm."

"So, are the snacks you make delicious?"

"Hmm."

"Do you like the dried flower tea?"

"Hmm."

"So, then, can you use these to replace the old year, that thing-"

Missing.

Zhan Qingming understood.

The person in front of him wants to live, but what he cares more about than living is-

He is himself in the eyes of Ai Baobao.

He really worked hard all his life to replace the fact that he destroyed Wencheng and the Ai family at that time.

At this moment, he even wished he could hear Ai Baobao say yes.

But—

"I can't."

The woman shook her head, her face that had not changed for decades was gentle and gentle, but she spit out the two most cruel words, which made Zhan Qingming suffocate there, looking at the woman in disbelief.

Instead, Xiao Bojun was stunned and smiled slowly.

Lowered his eyes and sighed.

"Looks like I'm not good enough."

"It's not."

The girl shook her head.

"Your idea is wrong, if it's wrong, it's wrong, just change it, why replace it? That's self-deception. ”

Well???

Xiao Bojun and Zhan Qingming were both stunned.

I didn't even appreciate what I meant for a while, but when I saw the girl looking at him, she tilted her head, and said seriously:

"Remembering whether it is good or bad may be very important, but your own behavior is more important, taking a detour, doing something wrong, having remorse, changing back, to atone, this is your own choice, and your choice cannot be regarded as someone else's choice."

"You think you're repenting, seeking forgiveness, trying to erase the memory of the bad things you've ever done to me, but why?"

"Forgive or not, whether you are willing to replace or not, it's not that you say it's wrong, but how I want to decide, and, in my place, good and bad things, there is no such thing as replacing and erasing, only moving forward, going backwards, looking at tomorrow, remembering tonight."

"For you, I have never been angry, those good and bad things, in my eyes, there is no difference, the difference is, whether you are moving forward, or backwards, obviously, you are doing a good job, you don't need me to hit you forward, so, Xiao Bojun-"

"You have to live for yourself, not for me, I don't need you to live for me, and you, ask yourself, do you think you are doing well? Can you convince yourself to cross that hurdle? ”

"Even, are you willing to let yourself go?"

For a while, Xiao Bojun was stunned and didn't react.

Zhan Qingming was also suffocated there.

He had no idea that this man could see everything so thoroughly.

At this point, he also reacted, this villain, he drew the ground, imprisoned himself, and wanted to get Ai Baobao's approval and forgiveness.

But everything he did had no impact on Ai Baobao.