"Yan Qing!" Xia Jinqi shouted, shook off the person behind him vigorously, and ran towards the person who was paralyzed on the ground!

The two dead soldiers who originally grabbed Xia Jinqi also saw that the matter was a foregone conclusion, and they collected the strength in their hands, so that Xia Jinqi could easily break free.

The wind that night was cool.

The moment he fell to the ground, Yan Qing felt that something under him seemed to be stained with water, wet and sticky.

He didn't like it.

He tried to escape, but found that his hands and feet could not be used, and he was like an insect sealed in resin, unable to move.

Then, he heard his name being called......

Yan Qing, Yan Qing......

Then, someone lifted his upper body, and a cold hand caressed the side of his face.

"How are you? Yan Qing...... Don't you die......" Xia Jinqi looked at Yan Qing's blood-soaked body at a loss, and wanted to hold the wound for him, but found that his body was already full of holes, she blocked here, and the blood there began to flow out again......

She trembled uncontrollably, watching a person slowly die at such close range for the first time...... And she couldn't do anything about it!

Xu was exchanged for a trace of sanity by her cry, and Yan Qing struggled to open his eyes.

In my eyes, it was the face that he was deeply engraved in his mind......

It's a pity that the smile of the flower is gone, replaced by a wrinkled little face crying, and a pair of eyes that can't stop crying.

He raised his hand, wanting to touch her cheek, "Xiaoqi...... Don't be upset. This is me...... The destined way home. ”

Speaking has become very laborious for him at this moment.

The half-raised hand was also shaky, unable to reach her face.

Xia Jinqi couldn't stop crying, grabbed his hand, put it on his cheek, and cried, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry......"

If it weren't for her, he wouldn't have become like this......

Listening to her apology, Yan Qing was stunned for a moment, and then smiled, crying while laughing.

"You're not sorry for me...... It's me, Xiaoqi, I'm sorry, after all, I can't bring you to his side...... Forgive me, okay? ”

From beginning to end, she never felt sorry for him.

On the contrary, he hurt again and again, and even at this last moment, he had to use such a despicable death to stay in her heart forever.

Xia Jinqi nodded vigorously, her voice choked, "I forgive you, I forgive you, you don't want to die, you hold on!" ”

Looking at her reluctant expression, Yan Qingzhen wanted to stand up, and told her with a smile that he was fine, he was fine.

However, the feeling of gradual detachment of body and soul is becoming more and more obvious.

He thought, that might be death, right?

He's been a damn guy for a long time, and it's already earned to live so long, isn't it?

Moreover, before he died, he also protected Xiao Yuhan.

It's worth it.

"Xiao Qi ......" he called her name again, one by one, getting weaker and weaker, "Xiao Qi ......"

Xia Jinqi couldn't hear what he was saying, so he could only bow his head and listen to him.

"Yu Han...... Yu Han in the fishing ...... The last word of the fishing village ......" fell, Yan Qing slowly closed his eyes.

At the last moment when his consciousness completely dissipated, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, trying to remember the woman in front of him who he had loved all his life......

The cold hand slipped in the bitter wind, and then fell heavily in a pool of blood, splashing stars and blood......