Shu Yiqing resolutely turned around and went back to the Treasure Pavilion, Qinghui looked at the woman who went and returned in disbelief, the moment she rushed in just now, he looked at the prince and motioned for her to send the prince out, she took the prince without the slightest hesitation, he thought she understood what he meant......

But she's back......

The doorway had been blocked, and there was a raging fire inside and outside, and they had no chance to get out,...... If she returns, she will be buried with him in this sea of fire.

"Why? Why come back? He didn't care about the smoke that filled his eyes with red smoke, and grabbed her arm, as if he had exhausted all his strength, wishing that all this was fake, why, why did he come back!

In his life, he has done so many things to be sorry for her!

Why didn't he dare to go to her, why didn't he tell her that he had only loved her alone in his life.

Because he knew that he was unworthy, that he was not worthy of her affection, and that he was no longer qualified to say the word "love" to her.

If he could, he would be willing to trade his life for hers, so that at least he could make up for some of his own mistakes, but why? Why is it that in the end, when it comes to the moment of life and death, she has obviously escaped from danger, and she obviously has a chance to go out,...... Why do you want to come back?

It's not worth dying with someone like him!

He owes her, and he can't pay it off in this life, how can he still deserve her such a duty?

Tears fell from the eyes, countless remorse, everything in the past flashed in front of me, the first sight in the wind and sand of the northwest border city, a glimpse, the support of the deep mountains and old forests in distress step by step, the cold night of the vast yellow sand warmed each other, and the gentle lingering blood mixed with blood between the lips and teeth,...... All the tastes of love that have been loved, at this moment, the curtain is clearly revealed.

He suddenly didn't want to think about anything, he didn't want to care about anything, what kind of-worldliness, vision, morality......

He's going to die, and he cares about what he does.

He only knew that the woman in front of him was the woman he had been thinking about in his heart for seventeen years, how many seventeen years could there be in this life?

But he has missed her for seventeen years, because of his own cowardice, he has missed her for seventeen years.

Qinghui suddenly took a step forward, Shu Yiqing frowned slightly, and the moment he lowered his head to her lips, she suddenly raised her chin lightly and greeted her.

The lips touched, and the impossibly subtle touch seemed to take them back to seventeen years ago.

Time and space, at this moment, completely coincide with seventeen years ago.

After a farewell that year, after seventeen years of joys and sorrows and vicissitudes, the two souls that had been touched by the gentle friction finally fit together tightly again,——

The world no longer exists, so does time, and the only thing left is the most subtle, soul-shaking that has been seventeen years late.

I don't know how long the kiss lasted, it seemed like a long time, and it seemed like only a moment, and the moment he left her lips and hugged her for a slight breath, he heard her low laughter.

"If I had known that we could be together when we died, then I might as well have dragged you to die seventeen years ago."