Fu Yunchen still appeared in front of An Qingge in a wheelchair.

An Qingge heard the sound of the door opening and looked over, and when he saw Fu Yunchen, he smiled and said, "You're back." ”

A few simple words, but Fu Yunchen's heart warmed: "What are you doing?" ”

"I didn't do anything, I just painted." An Qingge took his gaze back and began to get serious.

Fu Yunchen pushed the wheelchair over and came to An Qingge's side: "The painting is good." He didn't know anything about it, but he could tell she was drawing well.

"I'm not very good at painting and calligraphy, not as good as other people, but just casually painting and playing, do you think this is good-looking?" An Qingge asked with a smile.

Fu Yunchen saw that the painting was an ancient kind of building, which seemed to be a palace.

When Fu Yunchen looked at it, An Qingge's voice sounded in his ears: "This is called Fuyun Palace, it's very beautiful." ”

But Fu Yunchen didn't care about this matter, but held her in his arms: "Qingge." ”

An Qingge also felt that Fu Yunchen didn't care, she just wanted Fu Yunchen to see where she had lived for tens of thousands of years, but she also knew that if she said it directly, Fu Yunchen would definitely not believe it.

"Qingge." Fu Yunchen didn't know what to say.

An Qingge came back to his senses and saw Fu Yunchen's appearance of wanting to speak and stopping, so he asked suspiciously: "What's the matter, what happened, why is it so fragmented, I have never seen such a person." ”

Fu Yunchen kissed her cheek: "Do you know why I like you?" ”

Of course, this An Qingge knows, isn't it because in Fu Yunchen's eyes, her identity is the same as him.

But before An Qingge could say anything, Fu Yunchen hugged her and said: "Before I was eight years old, I was really happy, my parents were loving, I was the little master of the family, at that time I vaguely remembered, I could do whatever I wanted, and my mother was a strong woman in my memory, she was busy with work every day, but she still took care of me personally when she was busy with work, but when I was eight years old, I saw my mother's body, and then I came down from the position of young master." ”

Fu Yunchen's voice was really light.

It seemed to be telling a story to An Qingge, but it was such a faint voice that made An Qingge feel a little distressed.

She knew how much mortals had to suffer in this life, and the lifespan of mortals was not as long as that of an immortal like her, so it hurt even more, and she could only say now: "I will accompany you through this life, and you will have me in the future." ”

Fu Yunchen laughed when he heard An Qingge's words, Fu Yunchen knew that his physical condition could be regarded as deceiving An Qingge, although there was no way to do it before, but he wanted An Qingge to know his heart now, and he would not lie to An Qingge in the future.

The funny thing is that he was not afraid of anything before, but this time he was actually afraid.

So after a long time, Fu Yunchen spoke: "What if I have something to deceive you." ”

"What can I do?" An Qingge naturally said to Fu Yunchen: "You tell me first, what can I do." ”

And An Qingge thought about it carefully, and he really couldn't imagine that Fu Yunchen could deceive himself.

Fu Yunchen didn't know how to answer this question.

In addition, he lied to her to take care of herself last time, if he told An Qingge now, he was actually pretending, even if An Qingge had a good temper, he would be angry.

It seems that this matter still has to be considered in the long run.