In the flames and smoke, Qin Xin stared deeply at the man in front of him.

Does he want her to be safer from now on?

He didn't question her why, didn't doubt her identity, and only patiently gave her advice from now on.

This calmness shocked her.

In contrast, she was much more wary of his doubts.

"Then you, aren't you going to find Lan Qianxin?" She asked knowingly.

He replied calmly: "Far away, close in front of you, no need to look for it." ”

Neither of them punctured this fact.

But invisibly, a "you know" look has been exchanged.

Qin Xin's long eyelashes suddenly fanned, opened his mouth and closed it.

She found that even if he did ask, she would not be able to explain the rebirth of her soul, and since he didn't ask, she simply wouldn't explain.

Seeing that she acquiesced to his proposal, the man's hanging heart finally let go properly, and he couldn't help but wrap his arms around her, and rubbed his chin against her forehead for a moment-

"Little madam, sometimes, I also give my husband a chance to take care of you, eh?"

Qin Xin's eyes swelled slightly.

Xiaozui moved, but replied to him in a light tone: "You better hurry up and sign." ”

Nalan Yejue's heart suddenly tightened!

What the? The little lady still wants to divorce him?

Didn't she forgive him, wouldn't she understand him?

Feeling the pressure of the man's arms tightening, the corners of Qin Xin's lips hooked: "After all, I will be your sister in the future, you can't marry your sister." ”

Nalan Nightlord: "......"

This is a terrible identity!

He didn't dig a pit for Si Moyu, as if he had accidentally buried himself in the pit.

Fortunately, Qin Xin did not continue to tease him, but looked worriedly at the firelight, where Xiangxiang had exploded.

There, the firefighting robot he dispatched to support had been cooling her down with coolant and covering Xiangxiang's body with ice cubes to transport her out.

Nalan Yejue couldn't bear to let her watch too tragic a scene, for fear of leaving a psychological shadow on her: "Wait for the mortuary to put on makeup for her, and we will ...... again"

However, Qin Xin couldn't help but break free from his arms and walked up: "I have seen corpses of various causes of death, and I still have this psychological endurance." ”

Nalan Yejue no longer stopped him, but silently rocked his wheelchair to follow, protecting her behind her, preventing the occasional sparks from the vehicle from hurting her.

Qin Xin stepped forward and saw that Xiangxiang's body was still intact under the care of the robot.

But the extent to which the whole person burned is still shocking.

In particular, in the heart, a bloody hole, was still gurgling and bleeding despite being filled with ice cubes all around.

Qin Xin closed his eyes, gently stretched out his hand, and held Xiangxiang's hand, which was still complete.

"I'm sorry, I blamed you......"

She whispered.

With the other hand, he took out a small winter chrysanthemum from his bag and pinned it to Xiangxiang's broken clothes.

The light yellow petals seemed to be dyed with deep sadness, lying on Xiangxiang's body, as if replacing Qin Xin to bid farewell to Xiangxiang.

Suddenly!

Qin Xin's fingertips trembled.

Her eyes widened suddenly, staring at Xiangxiang's hand.

Where she held Xiangxiang's fingers, she felt a slight beat.

"She's still saved. Her fingertips were moving. Qin Xin condensed his breath, his voice trembled slightly, and he didn't dare to raise his voice for fear of disturbing the soul that was about to die.

Nalan Yejue looked at her with pity: "Little fool, you are studying medicine, you know the peripheral nerves of people, even if the heart dies, you can still maintain your work for a period of time." Her fingers should just be the last struggle of the peripheral nerves. ”