Chu Lange suddenly asked, "Zhuo Yilan, are you begging for death?!" ”

"Dead...... There's nothing wrong with that. The whisper was deep, hoarse, and rather vain. On the contrary, the small whispers, the soft whispers, without deliberateness, ooze a thick sadness and despair, bit by bit, the slightest thread is entangled in the listener's heart, "The living man...... It's hard. ”

It's hard to live......

A gentle sentence has inexhaustible bitterness and indescribable sorrow.

There is no love in life, and death is liberation!

Chu Lange's heart was extremely shocked, churning like a huge wave.

She grabbed Zhuo Yilan's arm violently, and couldn't care about the rest anymore, "What the hell is going on with you?" Good and dignified, why do you want to die? How many people can't live if they want to?! ”

"......" did not respond.

Zhuo Yilan's slender five fingers held the wood carving tightly.

The moment he first saw the wood carving, he really thought she wasn't dead.

However, when sanity returned, she was really dead...... She stopped in the General's Mansion, and she lay in a wooden coffin, without a little breath.

Go back in time, and the past is one after another.

Silent crying, sad to the extreme, painful to the extreme.

Gradually, the tears wet the veil......

Chu Lange was sluggish and at a loss.

Crying? Is it for her?

By the time she came back to her senses, her little raised hand had touched his veil.

Suddenly, he instinctively wanted to pat her hand away, but changed it to hold it halfway, and then raised his hand close to her little face, and stroked it carefully for a while, as if confirming something, but with disappointment. His eyes stared at her quietly through a layer of white veil, and he whispered, "You...... Your eyes are very similar to hers. Tone of voice...... Like her, too. I believe it, you and she really know each other. ”

Chu Lange's heart was slightly touched.

Suddenly, Chu Lange stared at his conscience, and finally, she understood.

She was a little annoyed by her hindsight.

If you had understood earlier and told her before leaving Beijing, would this not have happened?

At least it wouldn't be so bad for him.

Chu Lange was struggling inside, it was like a dead loop.

Say?

Or don't say?

The secret of resurrecting the soul by borrowing the corpse is not acceptable to ordinary people.

But at this moment, she had no doubt that as long as she didn't tell the truth, even if he escaped this catastrophe, he would kill himself next time.

Yu Feiyin's dependence on her, she can still understand.

It's Zhuo Yilan, she never knew that she would be so important in his heart.

Chu Lange opened his mouth to say, but hesitated again, and then sighed lightly, "Ah Xiu, in the face of difficulties and setbacks, only weak people will bow their heads. But as long as you're tough enough, they're the best stepping stone to success. Include...... Accept the death of that Chu Lange. ”

Zhuo Yilan was stunned, "Huh? ”

What did she call him?!

What did you just hear?

Seeing that Zhuo Yilan was stunned, Chu Lange was both moved and funny, and suddenly had the idea of playing tricks, and sighed in the tone that he had joked with him before, "Ah Xiu, are you stupid?" Aren't you usually quite arrogant? ”

"Canopy!" Zhuo Yilan stood up suddenly.

I almost fell down due to the violent movements......

In this world, there is only one person who calls him Ah Xiu!

There is only one person who calls him Ah Xiu in this tone!

His surname is Zhuo, his name is Yilan, and his words are beautiful.

This word has always been something he doesn't like.

Because the dignified military general has a delicate and feminine word, it is very awkward to call.