"Bao'er ......"

Wan Qichen's arm tightened, "I won't let it go." Boa, I'll never let go! ”

Even if she doesn't love him, even if she hates him, he won't let her go again.

He regretted it when she left, and he panicked and frightened him every time he thought of the way she looked at him when she finally left.

He knew that if he didn't come looking for her, he would really lose her, completely lost.

His hands began to tremble, but he hugged her tighter, "Don't be afraid, I'll take you back for healing right away, and you'll be fine soon......"

"Wan Qianchen, can you let it go?"

He walked very fast, Qin Jiu was in his arms, looking at the vast one with his eyes wide open, only to feel that the blood was still flowing.

It's useless, because she is bent on death, her knife is very deep, her heart is pierced, and she can't live at all.

Wan Qichen hugged her tightly, as if he hadn't heard her.

Qin Jiu slowly closed his eyes, "Wan Qianchen, I'm tired." ”

She muttered in a low voice, and a few words had almost exhausted all her strength, and she said almost silently: "I have always lived for others all my life." I'm really tired, Wan Qichen, let me go......"

She was born in the Qin family, the only daughter of the Qin family, she was pampered, but she also took on more responsibilities than others, and she never made her own decisions in life.

Later, the Qin family was gone, and she was burdened with the hatred of the Qin family again.

In her life, she almost never lived for herself for a moment, and it was only now that she finally felt liberated.

Wan Qichen felt that his heart was numb with pain.

His stiff eyes hung to look at the person in his arms, but his pupils constricted when he saw her charred face.

He knew she was tired, but he didn't want to let go.

If he let go, he would never be able to catch her again.

His throat rolled, and when he spoke, he was hoarse to the extreme, with childlike stubbornness, but he still said: "Don't let go, don't let go of death-"

"Bao'er, I know you don't love Dongfang Jing, I know it's a merciful calculation, I know it. But I hated him. You know, I hate him, I hate how important he is in your heart. So I pushed the flames, I admit I was naïve, and I wanted to see if he was important or I was important in your heart. Now I know I was wrong......"

"Bao'er...... I know you hate me, and when you're well, you can do whatever you want, just don't let me let you go. Good no good? ”

His voice was almost choked, Qin Jiu opened his eyes, looked at Wan Qichen's still handsome face and dark eyes in a daze, and suddenly wanted to raise his hand to touch him.

But she didn't have the strength, she could only look at him, with nostalgia, and sighed softly, "Wan Qichen, I don't hate you for a long time...... You're not wrong, it's just that there's no fate between us......"

If she is wrong, she is the one who was wrong in the first place.

She often thinks about how good life would be if it was only as it was when she first saw it.

In fact, she was already satisfied to see him again.

Qin Jiu's lips suddenly burst into a smile, but he didn't know that her smile made Wan Qichen's liver and intestines break inch.

How he wasn't wrong, he was ridiculously wrong.

He is a coward, he actually goes to the cold palace to see her every time, but he only dares to hide in the dark.

He didn't dare to stand in front of her, he was afraid that she would hate him, he was afraid to see a trace of hatred and alienation in her eyes.

He married Mo Rulian and deliberately asked people to tell her the news, he wanted to know how she would react, whether she would be sad or painful?

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