That's love!

She looked at the sunset, and he looked at her.

After a long time, she retracted her gaze and said in a low voice: "Li Huan, am I really going to die?" ”

She naturally asked this sentence, and she was afraid in her heart, afraid that even if she didn't die, she would become like Liu Ziye again. She turned her head and didn't see Liu Ziye, in fact, she hadn't seen Liu Ziye since she first met him here.

She thought that if she became like Liu Ziye, it would really be much more terrible than death.

Li Huan didn't ignore the fear that flashed in her eyes, which added a bit of vitality to her. suddenly remembered her bleak voice in the video, "They all have people they like, they don't care if I live or die...... I'm dead, and they're never going to look for me again......"

His cheek was pressed against her face, and at this time, her face slowly had a warm breath, and his voice was so warm: "Don't be afraid, no matter where you are, I will accompany you!" Wherever it is! ”

She didn't have time to think about his words, and only the same roar faintly floated in her mind, as if a long time ago, as if she was lying in a hospital room at that time, and someone had been screaming outside: "If she dies, I won't live anymore!" ”

She didn't know why she had such a strange perception, as if something so far away was only now transmitted through some kind of radio wave or psychic waveline—

Never give up, life and death promise!

She stared at his hair, the silver of the Yaksha, the agony of a night of whiteness—she smiled and said nothing.

The sun is setting and the breeze is blowing, but the sky and the earth are a prison from which there is no escape, but the beauty of the sunset will not diminish even a little, will it?

In that case, why not enjoy it? It is also good to be able to see more beautiful things, just like the little prince, who sits on a small stool every day and watches the sunset, and he does not get tired of watching it 47 times a day.

Gradually, the color of the setting sun changes from dark yellow to red, slowly falling, and as it approaches the horizon, it slowly becomes flattened. And the clouds beside it were as brilliant as the most skillful hand-woven brocade, and the sky behind them appeared a mysterious blue-gray arc, and the dark arc was inlaid with a clear bright arc. While the dark and light arcs were rising, a layer of fascinating purple light suddenly appeared.

Feng Feng often watched the sunset, but rarely saw this kind of purple light.

Li Huan had obviously discovered this unusually beautiful light, nodded gently, and soon, the sun fell, the purple light moved downward, and when it approached the horizon, it finally disappeared without a trace.

Li Huan retracted his gaze, and he didn't know if it was because of the purple light or other reasons, Feng Feng's face actually had a faint flush, so soft, more beautiful than the most beautiful sunset.

She seemed to be tired, and slowly softened herself from his arms, lying on the grass, soft, very comfortable, Li Huan also followed her example and lay down, putting one hand behind her head, and playing with a cluster of small wildflowers with the other.

He looked sideways, and saw that the sleeves of her shirt rolled up to the crook of her arm, revealing a small white arm, and the skin on her forearm, like the skin on her neck exposed at the opening of her collar, was so smooth and delicate, revealing a faint pink in the last afterglow of the setting sun.