A few cold fingers hesitated for a while and then gently stroked my cheeks, little by little, wiping the endless tears from my face.

Why are his hands so cold? Is it frozen, is it injured? I instinctively wanted to open my eyes, but I didn't have the strength to do so.

"Cen Jiang ......" His gentle and drizzly voice is a little dumb at the moment, it is really a cold and cold, why don't you take care of yourself?

He stroked my spine and picked me up carefully avoiding the wound, as if he were a fine, fragile piece of porcelain.

"You...... What are you going to do? I asked intermittently.

"Take you away." He replied in a low voice. “

It was a hug that I had been thinking about day and night, and it was so warm that I wanted to sleep. "And then? Cut me with a thousand cuts? I laughed out loud, and sighed inwardly at my sorrow.

"Why...... Think so? I can imagine him frowning slightly, so good-looking, "Heal your wounds." ”

"And then you're going to cut me with a thousand cuts?" I couldn't laugh this time.

The man was silent for a while, and then sighed softly: "You think I hate you?"

"Isn't it? He also sent people to chase and kill thousands of miles! The emotions that had been hidden for many years suddenly exploded, and great grievances came to my heart, "Isn't it just hate? You hate me to death! ”

“…… Fool. His voice was ethereal and indistinct, like a mist shrouded in the moon in the mountains at night, ethereal and hazy, and it went straight to my heart.

I was a little stupid when I heard it, and I slowly came back to my senses and savored the meaning of his words. Suddenly woke up, subconsciously reached out and grabbed his neckline, clenched it tighter and tighter, and a question rushed out of his throat without hindrance: "So, you...... Don't hate me? ”

A moment of silence seemed as tormenting to me for 10,000 years. The strength of his fingers was withdrawn little by little, and he slid down the placket of his shirt in despair and slowly, only to realize that the palm of his hand had been deeply bloodstained by his own nails, and there was a cold pain that could penetrate into the bones.

Why is there any expectation? Shouldn't you have died early? It's so powerless.

"Nope." It seems to come from the heavens, and there is a trace of deliberately hidden, unpredictable emotions.

Just as someone who has fallen into the abyss has captured a light from heaven, the wave of happiness has overwhelmed me in an instant. I speculate that from birth to life, there should be no greater happiness than there is now. I desperately wanted to open my eyes and see this person who had haunted my dreams but was afraid to see him, but perhaps it was my weak body that could not withstand the joy and sorrow after all, and my drowsy sleepiness overwhelmed me again.

I tried my best to fight it with the tenacious will of the martial artist, and with great difficulty I slowly rested my head on his chest, the steady and powerful beating made me feel at ease, but this simple action seemed to exhaust my lifelong courage. Suddenly relieved, gave up the fight with sleepiness, and spit out a few words as lightly as a mosquito:

"Ye Shuyun, do you know, with your words, I ...... Die without regrets. ”

After all, I couldn't fight the fatigue, and a smile hung on my lips, and I lost consciousness peacefully.

Really, I die without regrets.