She has no fear of death, and is even completely calm.

Su Qi closed her eyes, there was still residual consciousness in her brain, and her fingertips moved slightly, but she still didn't have any desire to survive, and even thought that if she died now, it would actually be fine.

For her, it is difficult to live, and it may be necessary to completely let go of everything after she dies.

But... Death, but it's not easy.

He didn't let her die, she couldn't die herself, the emperor of the underworld, it was so easy to decide a person's life and death, it was a matter of moving her fingers, at most, just a sentence.

And dying at his hands may be the best option.

In vain... The corners of Su Qi's mouth suddenly hooked up a smile, that is, I'm a little sorry for the baby, time flies, the baby has been in her belly for three months, although there is no point where she chooses.

But for this baby, she is still reluctant.

I'm sorry.

It's mom who's sorry for you.

But there was no choice for her.

The hand clenched into a fist stretched out with difficulty, touched the lower abdomen little by little, and gently stroked it, baby, it was the mother who was sorry for you, and the mother was not responsible for you, so let you die with your mother.

But...

In fact, this is also very good, she only knows that the existence of the baby is a task, and she has no way to know for the rest of his life.

"Smack."

The vase in the room suddenly fell to the ground and broke, making a loud noise, Su Qi didn't have time to open his eyes to see what was going on, he only remembered that the sky was spinning for a while.

Her body was thrown on the bed.

"Ahem..."The feeling of suffocation was slowly disappearing, and her body's natural reaction made her breathe in the fresh air, and slowly, her red little face returned to her own blood color.

By the time she had come to her senses and looked inside the room, he was gone.

She was the only one sitting on the bed in the empty room, not knowing what it was like in her heart, Su Qi turned her head and looked at herself through the mirror on the side, her hair messy and scattered to the side.

The paleness of the little face is fully revealed.

When she... I actually lived like this.

She doesn't want to live, but she doesn't want to live, but death is not controlled by her at all.

"Huh."

Su Qi laughed at herself, she had just come out of the brink of death, she hadn't completely recovered for a while, she got up and got out of bed, her legs were still on the ground, she was still weak, and walked into looking at herself in the mirror.

The little face is pale, the condition of the skin is not good, and her face is no longer as vigorous as before.

Not even happy, for a long time, she doesn't know what happiness is, laughter, for her is just an expression, this expression, can be made very easily, but the feeling of happiness, but no.

Su Qi smiled hard at the mirror, her face had not changed, it was still amazing, but there were other things in her eyes.

This... Or is it her?

When she didn't meet Fan Mo, she must have been incredulous about her current self, she was obviously in her prime of life, but why she lived like this, she herself disdained.

Or even disgust.

His fists were clenched tightly, something was suppressed in his heart, and he couldn't give it out, and with a deep breath, Su Qi turned around from the mirror and walked step by step to the place where the vase was broken.