There was a buzz in the brain, and those hazy memories that had been held by the light veil gradually became clear, and then like a big water bursting the embankment, a stream of brains poured out.

The self in the coffin was dressed in a beautiful pink Luo skirt, combed her hair in a meticulous bun, and the makeup on her face was very exquisite.

But no matter how delicate the makeup is, it can't hide the dead whiteness on the face.

It's beautiful.

It's beautiful.

Nineteen has always been rough, and there has never been a time when it was so beautiful.

After a brief moment of consternation, Nineteen covered his face and smiled.

I never thought that the most beautiful time in my life was when I became a dead person, this is really ......

So what is she now, the state of her soul?

Xiao Er clearly said that she would not die!

Aside from the fact that her body was fluttering and others couldn't see her, there was nothing out of the ordinary.

Nineteen tried to ask Xiao Er for an explanation, but no matter what she called, even after visiting Xiao Er's eight generations of ancestors, Xiao Er did not show up.

Either Xiao Er's cheekiness has been cultivated to the point of being invincible in the world,

Either that......

She was so dead that she couldn't find anyone anymore.

So the question is, she hung up in this world, but what about her in the real world? What will happen?

Will you ever wake up?

Still is...... Never woke up since?

Forehead...... A modern-day version of Sleeping Beauty?

Nineteen suddenly raised his hand and gave himself a big mouth.

Nineteen, you are sober, what kind of self do you have no points in your heart, can you compare with other people's sleeping beauties.

Nineteen sighed lowly, left the coffin and walked back to Xiao Chuyan, watching him burn paper money as if he had lost his soul.

"At least I protected Xiao Cub and didn't let him be harmed, and it wasn't in vain that I came here for a trip, and I died as I deserved."

Nineteen held her face with both hands, looking at the perfect side face of her Xiao cub.

The cub looks so good, it's really worthy of her smashing.

Eh, what's going on......

Don't cry, don't cry, baby, you'll feel distressed if you cry.

Seeing this, Xiao Chuyan, who lowered his head and eyes, cried.

One drop, two drops, swept across his face and fell on his kneeling thigh, as if smashed into Nineteen's heart.

A cub with a tear, a star in the sky.

Mom, how can the incurable nineteen with advanced pink cancer be willing to see her baby cry.

Even if she just frowned, she couldn't bear it.

Nineteen frantically stretched out his hands to hold his face, trying to wipe away his tears.

But her hand went through his face.

She couldn't touch him.

Nineteen was stunned and looked at the hand that had become transparent in an instant.

After a while, a wry smile tugged at the corner of her mouth.

It's all a dead man's soul, and he still expects to touch the cubs, and he wants to be beautiful.

The thick long eyelashes were moist, and with a slight blink, a crystal tear rolled down from those large, transparent eyes.

Even though he knew he couldn't touch him, Nineteen subconsciously wiped the tears.

Obviously, she didn't touch anything, but when the tears fell, she felt as if she had been burned, and she couldn't help curling her fingers.

"Baby......"

Nineteen sighed lowly.

Look at Xiao Chuyan like this. She suddenly remembered what Hua Rumeng had told her, when she was in a coma, Xiao Chuyan hugged her and cried like a child.

Is she really so important to Xiao Chuyan?

Xiao Chuyan, is he really in love with her?

It's a pity that even if she wants to jump from a mother fan to a girlfriend fan, even if she wants to respond to his wishes, she can't do it now.

only sighed "the soul of man is ...... different path".

Different ways to fart!