When he died, this place was a sad place for Jiang Qian, what he hoped most was that she could stay in country M safely from now on, not to be sad about his death, it was best that she could slowly forget him, meet new people, and start a new life again.

Zhang Chuan tearfully agreed.

But after a few seconds, he still spoke, "Sir, the second miss is not a grass and tree, even if you ruthlessly cut off all contact with her and don't let her come back, the second miss will still worry about you, she will try her best to know your news, you don't have to worry about her being abroad alone at that time, in case you can't bear the ...... in your heart."

Lu Qingshi closed his eyes.

The blood vessels of the hands resting on the window lattice are clearly raised.

In the past month, he has imagined this scene countless times in every sleepless night.

He's worried, why shouldn't he be worried.

His girl is sensitive and fragile, and he knows how bad his psychological endurance is, and it is precisely because he knows that he does not dare to keep her by his side, and he does not dare to let her witness his death.

Lu Qingshi looked out the window, but didn't say anything after all, only sighed, "She will understand." ”

Zhang Chuan sighed and wiped his tears.

At this moment, Zhang Chuan and Lu Qingshi didn't know that outside the hidden door, a slender and thin figure was standing there, listening to the conversation between the two, and the girl burst into tears.

The slight wind blew in through the window of the living room, and the dappled lights and shadows illuminated the tears on her face clearly.

She held the cup of hot water in her hand, but her steps seemed to be nailed there, and she couldn't take a step forward.

The voice in the bedroom was quiet for a moment, and then she heard Lu Qingshi's tired voice sound again, "Let Zhou Chuan come over tomorrow, bring a dexamethasone, and suppress the burn for me." ”

Zhang Chuan was surprised, "Sir, who are you?" ”

The glass window was dripping with rain, the light rain mist hazy the man's handsome silhouette, and his gaze quietly withdrew from the window, "I promised the girl to accompany her to a movie tomorrow, probably the last time in my life, no matter what, I can't be absent." ”

Jiang Qian stood stiffly at the door.

Tears slipped down like beads with broken threads.

She couldn't stop crying, and even the hand holding the glass was shaking violently.

......

At noon the next day, Lu Qingshi accompanied her to dinner at home, and asked Uncle Wang to drive to the movie theater they went to most often.

Lu Qingshi hadn't driven for more than half a month, and when he was seriously ill, his reflexes and physical strength were declining, Jiang Qian knew that Zhou Chuan had come in the morning, and since he had to inject hormones, it meant that he must still have a fever in the morning, but he didn't want her to know. m.

He didn't say anything, she couldn't help but ask, he didn't want her to worry, he didn't want her to be sad, so she swallowed her tears and tried to pretend to be happy in front of him.

She was afraid that there would be many people and bacteria, so she chartered the VIP room of the cinema in advance, and sent red envelopes to the staff online in the morning, asking them to disinfect the seats.

In the entire VIP room, there were only the two of them.

Jiang Qian still picked the last position, and after sitting down, he lifted the armrest between the two seats and leaned on his arms with his body attached.

She wanted to watch this movie before, but today is the premiere, so she told him early on that she wanted to watch it together.

This is Jiangcheng's first movie, and it is also the last one in their lives.

Before the movie was put into the emotional place, her tears couldn't be stopped.

Lu Qingshi's hand crossed her waistline, held her cold little hand along her forearm, held it in the palm of her hand, and sighed softly, "What are you crying about?" ”

The light in the VIP room was very dim, and the cold light on the screen shone on the tears on her face, she didn't want him to worry, her throat choked for a few seconds, and she sighed and said, "It's nothing, it's just a little worried, when I go to country M next month, I'm afraid that I won't get used to living alone." ”818

Lu Qingshi's calm gaze fell quietly on the big screen, in the chaotic times of war, the male and female protagonists had to be separated from life and death, the blood stained the yellow sand, the fiery red color swept under his dark eyes, and his voice was gentle, "There are seventeen and stones to take care of you, don't worry, you are very smart, you must be able to get used to it." ”

Jiang Qian let out a soft "um".

With red eyes, he brought his little head closer to his shoulder, and his forehead was affectionately against his neck.

She asked softly, "Then will you miss me?" Lu Qingshi's eyes were still calm.

But the palm tightened slightly, wrapping the slender little hand inside even tighter.