It's not because of her age at all.

She also had this illness in her previous life, and the reason why she is so sad now is just because there is one more Bo Siyu who can't let go of this illness.

But now the focus is not on illness, not on Bo Siyu, but on guilt.

Qiao Youxia is really too guilty, could it be that she is not very old, and she can be selfish if she has a terminal illness?

She felt guilty that she was really too selfish and only knew how to follow her own ideas.

Qiao Youxia shook his head and said sadly, "Bo Siyu, when will you be able to think about it for yourself?" ”

Bo Siyu was a little confused, why did he think about himself?

Or rather, has something happened that requires him to think about himself?

Bo Siyu frowned, looked at the woman in his arms who was still crying, and coaxed helplessly, "You don't have to care so much about my feelings, I said it, as long as you don't leave me, nothing is a big deal, not to mention that you have such a big illness, it is inevitable to be sad, don't think about it, I will definitely make you better." ”

It's such an attitude that makes Qiao Youxia uncomfortable and distressed.

If she doesn't think about him, he doesn't think about himself, and he doesn't even think about himself.

That's how he is, he thinks about her in everything, and he puts her at the center.

He will try to think of her, but he will always ignore himself.

Qiao Youxia's heart hurt too much.

She will die, there is no way, he will die because of her.

And he was completely voluntary all along, and without even the slightest complaint.

She was in tears, looking at the man in front of her, wiping her tears vigorously, and she didn't know what kind of expression it should be.

The concerns of the two people are different, and there is no way to communicate at all.

Qiao Youxia didn't explain to him anymore, wiped away his tears in a mess, and said reassuringly, "Xiao Yu'er, don't worry, I will never give up on myself in the future, and I won't think about throwing you down." ”

When Bo Siyu heard this, he laughed, "Have you figured it out? ”

"Hmm." Qiao Youxia said seriously, "I'm dead, you will never live alone, right?" ”

"That's for sure!" Bo Siyu grabbed her wrist and looked serious, "I said that I wouldn't let you go even if I died, even if you die, don't want to leave me!" ”

In fact, Qiao Youxia has always thought that there is nothing left when he dies, and it is she who has affected him.

But from Bo Siyu's point of view, everyone has a different opinion.

He never wanted much, he just wanted to be with her.

His spiritual world is her, and without her, life is suffering.

In fact, the meaning of life is because it is meaningful, but once it has no meaning, it is just life.

There is no point in living.

That kind of life is indeed boring and boring, especially Bo Siyu lives in pain every day.

Qiao Youxia suddenly understood why so many people committed suicide.

There is no love in life.

This time she completely figured it out.

Whatever the outcome, she accepted it.

But she had to ask for the process to make sense.

"Okay." Qiao Youxia raised the corners of his mouth, "No matter how long you live, how you live, the two of us have to be together." ”

Bo Siyu was a little shocked, "Are you serious?" It's not a delaying tactic, is it? ”

"No, I figured it out, totally."

"Then you swear!"

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In such a situation, shouldn't it be a particularly moving nod and a promise?

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