"It's back. ◢ With *dream* small ◢.1a"

In just three words, Qingyu could no longer suppress the emotions surging in her heart, and burst into tears in an instant, for so long, or since she grew up and sensible, she had never shown a little fragility in front of him.

It was he who taught her not to be afraid, as long as you do something, you will definitely be able to do it.

So she's always been courageous.

In the past, she felt that her fearless courage was probably innate, and she was probably forced by him.

But in fact, it's not, her courage to be so fearless has always been given by him.

She subconsciously always knew that no matter what kind of catastrophe she broke through, what kind of problems she encountered, there would always be such a person, who would always stand behind her, pave all the roads for her, solve all the troubles, and she just had to move forward.

At this moment, she felt that she didn't really need anything, and all the answers were clear.

Bo Xixuan's fingers gently brushed away the tears on her face, and chuckled: "It's a shame that Xiao Yi'er is not here today, otherwise she pulls me every day and asks her what kind of person her mother is, do I still want to reply to her, maybe she is a crybaby, right?" ”

Qing Yu immediately pursed his lips, turned his face away, and snorted.

The emotions that have been suppressed in my heart for a long time have finally dissipated a lot.

Bo Xixuan didn't say anything more, walked to the tea table next to the bed, and made tea himself, and after a while, the room was full of the fragrance of tea.

Qing Yu finally calmed down the restlessness in his heart and put the guqin on the table beside him.

"Brother, can you tell me now, what's going on? You know Xirong's, right? But I still can't figure it out, even though you come from the same family, you are obviously so much worse,...... But if it weren't for you, how would he know my name? ”

Qingyu knew that if Bo Xixuan didn't want to tell her the truth, no matter how much she asked, it would be meaningless, she stared straight at Bo Xixuan: "Brother, he died for me, do you know?" If you hadn't told me, I'd probably have gotten past this hurdle forever. ”

Bo Xixuan looked at her for a moment, beckoned to her, and motioned for her to sit down.

Qingyu went to the tea table and sat down, Bo Xixuan handed over a cup of tea, and let it sit for a while, lukewarm, just right.

Qingyu was holding the teacup, but her eyes still fell on Bo Xixuan, and she didn't move half a minute.

"Lifelike, let's not mention the past, Ah Rong, he has been in that place on the nineteenth floor of hell for a full 600,000 years. He's seen at least thirty annihilations, and do you know what that means to a person? ”

"Man is dead, and so is the heart, and he is long dead."

Qingyu's fingers tightened slightly, when she heard Xirong tell her, she didn't realize what Xirong had experienced.

When she first met Mu Fei, Mu Fei said that the little bald man refused to work with them no matter what he said.

She still didn't understand why.

Now that I think about it, I understand.

Xirong should have always been incarnated as Xiao Yu in the crowd, but he has never had a deep friendship with anyone.

Because he can't.

He knows that in a short time, everything he cares about will disappear, the people he cares about will die, and he can't stop or stop it, and his mission is to watch one wave of people come, watch them die, and then watch another wave of people come, and he can't give birth to the slightest compassion.

Not at all.