She could, she could.

She wanted to go to the plateau to see the once-in-a-century puja flowers, to go to the city where it snowed every Christmas Eve to see the snow, to spend a honeymoon that she had never spent, and to take him to every place he had ever said......

She's been waiting for a long, long time.

She could......

She leaned on his arms dying, trying not to close her eyes, but one hand suddenly drooped, her wrist was simply bandaged, and a slender hand was already soaked in blood, and the blood was falling......

“……”

Quan Mo hugged her with all his might, holding on to her.

The ambulance and ambulance team on the side were already on standby, rushed up with a stretcher, took An Ge from Quan Mo's arms, put her in the ambulance, and quickly took out the blood bag for blood transfusion......

Quan Mo rushed forward directly, and his slender hand tightly held An Ge's weak and boneless hand.

His hands were stained with blood.

Even the rings on the ring fingers of the two were already stained with blood......

"Come to life! Come alive! ”

Quan Mo sat there, holding her cold hand with both hands, and put her hand to her thin lips to kiss it, regardless of the blood, her voice trembling, like a child's panic.

An Ge lay there, his face pale and bloodless, with bruises on his face and blood stains on the corners of his lips......

The three scars on the face have faint marks, and the scars have not completely faded.

It's a face full of scars.

Every injury will fall because she fell in love with a man named Quan Mo.

"If I had known this, I shouldn't have found you again, I shouldn't have made you fall in love with me...... I regret it...... Ange, I regret it......"

"As long as you come back to life, you can ...... whatever you want"

"I can't live without you, I can't live without you......"

Kwon Mo kissed her hand desperately, and the kiss was covered with blood on her thin lips, as if in this way, the person lying there would wake up......

But the people who were lying there did not move.

She lay down, showing no signs of life.

……

The ambulance sped away.

Downstairs, a group of armed men with guns stood there, and in front of them was Xi Wei in a wheelchair.

Xi Wei's face was expressionless, and she looked ahead with a dull expression.

In front of her is the fallen Quan Yitian.

Quan Yitian lay there, his pupils dilated, his eyes staring at the clear sky, and the blood in his mouth kept coming out and out......

——★——★——★——★——

Ange went to the Andean plateau, a vast expanse of barren meadows, as far as the eye could see.

The sky is so blue, so blue.

The meadows are so desolate.

She walked forward alone, with a brisk step, and suddenly, a large field of tall plants appeared in her sight, standing there like giants......

She walked over.

The plants are tall and even a little ugly, but suddenly beautiful flowers bloom on the plants, and the beautiful colors and stamens are stunning......

What a beautiful flower.

It's a puja flower......

Puya flowers that bloom only once in a hundred years, and Puya flowers that bloom only for two months at a time...... It turned out to be so beautiful.

An Ge stretched out his hand to pluck one and turned around to give it to the people around him.

As soon as she turned around, she realized that behind her was a large wilderness, the meadow was desolate, there was nothing, there was no one......

How could she be alone?

She wasn't supposed to be alone, she remembered, someone had promised her...... Let's take a look at the blooming of the puya flowers.