Ying Qi thought that when she woke up again, she would have returned to Lu Xin.

So when she opened her eyes and looked at the big red curtain, she felt a trance in her heart.

Song Yiliang was temporarily asked to hold a meeting, this is wartime, even if he is newly married, he can't relax. On June 23, 1939, her eyes couldn't help but darken, and the little maid behind her looked at her with a smile: "Madame is really good-looking." ”

"You go out first, I'll read a book for a while."

The little maid answered briskly and then took the door and went out.

Ying Qi slowly closed his eyes, and the appearance of Xinhou and Ah Xin suddenly appeared in his mind, they were brushing the plates, and the basin next to them was pouring in a steady stream of new plates.

It was strange, when she was in the bomb shelter before, she thought it was just a hallucination caused by poor air circulation, but now it seems that it is not.

She used her mind to continue to check, Xinhou and Ah Xin seemed to be in the back kitchen of a restaurant, and there were two children like them, who seemed to be locked up there, the scene slowly moved forward, only to see the plaque hanging directly above the restaurant with the words "Yanjiang Hotel" written on it.

It turned out to be there, and she passed by there almost once a month during the year she was wandering around Chongqing, but she didn't expect Xinhou and Ah Xin to be locked inside.

However, why don't you see Xiaowei alone?

Thinking of this, Ying Qi once again mobilized his mind to find Xiao Wei, but he didn't want to, his brain instantly buzzed, his throat was fishy, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on the dressing mirror.

Her heart seemed to be gnawed by thousands of ants, and she clutched the dresser, cold sweat soaked the cheongsam on her body, and her face was as white as a blank piece of paper.

She tried to stand up, but her weak legs caused her to fall heavily to the ground.

Suddenly, a huge air flow invaded her body, and she only felt that her eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, Lu Xin, it was Lu Xin who wanted to take her back.

can't sleep, and if you sleep, you won't see Song Yiliang again.

She didn't want him to go home full of joy, but what she could see was her cold body.

She misses him so much, she misses him so much, but she can't accompany him anymore.

She bit her lower lip with all the strength of her body, and blood suddenly dripped down her broken lip.

Lu Xin's phantom appeared in the room, and his emotions could not be heard in his voice: "Why don't you go back?" ”

There was cold sweat on his forehead, and every time he said a word, his throat felt like a sharp blade was cutting.

"Give me another month."

She didn't want to be separated as soon as she reunited with Song Yiliang, she was afraid that he would be sad, and she was even more afraid that he would forget herself in the future.

Why is it so difficult, she thought it was just to retrieve the soul, but she ignored that this was not a story, but a flesh-and-blood person.

"This body has started to fail, you know?"

She didn't know that when she was happy last night, she was tired and groggy, and she didn't take it seriously, but thought it was too tiring.

But when she saw the calendar on the wall, she immediately understood everything, Zhao Heqing in her previous life died in childbirth on June 20, 39, which means that Zhao Heqing's original spirit dissipated on the 20th, and it was all up to her to support this body.

But she still doesn't know anything.

"Zhao Heqing's fate is completely different, why is her soul still scattered on the twentieth?"

Lu Xin's voice was cold: "Her spirit has long been dispersed, before you have left Lin City." ”

"Why?"

"Your primordial spirit is too weak, so once her spirit is gone, at the original point in time, this body will reject you and then fail."

It turned out to be like this, like a joke, she took the world seriously, but she was still an alien in the end.

"Please give me a month." Ju Qiqiang endured the fishy sweetness in his throat, and his weak voice was full of pleading.

Lu Xin's eyes fell on her deeply, and she said after a while: "Are you tempted?" ”

In response to him, there was silence, and for some reason, Lu Xin actually chuckled twice, listening to the endless ridicule in Ju Qi's ears.

Yes, no one expected such a result, a task, it turned out to be moving.

It seems that Maki Qi has had a long dream.

In the dream, she was still a little girl from the Tianning Sect, she had just shown her edge, there were elders who loved her and loved her, and there were Feng Jian who would look at her gently, everything was so beautiful.

As soon as the picture turned, she stood on a high platform, under which were thousands of troops, and her fiery red wedding dress became more and more dazzling in the light of the setting sun.

Maki Qi floated in the air, watching her and her, like an outsider, without any feeling.

It's just that when she pulled out the hairpin in her hair while wearing a wedding dress, Ying Qi's heart suddenly twitched a few times.

When the picture was twisted again, the high platform was already in ruins, and a man in armor stood with his back to her, his back was so lonely that for the first time in her life, she could feel the endless despair of the man.

What makes him so desperate?

She didn't understand, but the desolate back pierced her to tears.

Oh, sure enough, in a dream, she was like a monster, even though she was extremely sad, her eyes were red and red, so sour that she wanted to gouge out her eyes, but she couldn't shed tears.

Only in dreams can she shed tears.

Ying Qi woke up from a long sleep, and the first person she saw when she opened her eyes was Song Yiliang, who was sleeping drowsily, with his big palm holding her hand tightly, as if he was afraid that she would say goodbye, and his straight military jacket was casually thrown aside.

Lu Xin agreed to her January request, and she was overjoyed to realize this.

Ying Qi lowered her eyes and stared at his sleeping face quietly, his thick eyebrows were frowned, and he was not sleeping peacefully, she raised her hand and gently stroked his hair, her eyes were full of tangles.

As soon as her hand touched his hair, he woke up.

He looked at her in a daze, and his eyes were a little dazed.

Ying Qi smiled slightly: "I'm back." ”

Her voice was inaudible, but it made him red-eyed, and he didn't dare to let her see his appearance, so he turned his face away slightly, and then hugged her into his arms.

He thought that when he came back from the ministry, he would see her happy smile, and he was holding the bracelet he wanted to give her, he knew that she had always only liked pearls and emeralds, and did not love gold and silver, and he even thought that this transparent jade bracelet must look good on her wrist like clotted cream.

But as soon as he entered, he saw her lying on the ground, her face pale, the blood on her lips staining her pale lips, and the vanity mirror covered with blood.

He felt his heart stop, and the bracelet in his hand fell to the ground, torn apart, just like his heart at this moment.

He asked people to go to the doctor like crazy, and he knelt beside her tremblingly, his fingers trembling to reach her snort, and his faint breath was like a spring rain, melting the coldness in his heart.

No wonder he was like this, she fell to the ground like a delicate porcelain doll, completely lifeless.