Boom –

Tang Weiwan only felt a thunderbolt explode in her ears, striking her heart, and she almost fainted in pain.

The whole person took a step back, and a pair of eyes suddenly burst into tears.

The man cried out again, in pain: "He died to save me, he blocked the bullet for me, just right, just hit the heart...... The chief doesn't deserve to die, he doesn't deserve to die......"

Tang Weiwan's breathing was fierce, as if someone had choked her neck, unable to breathe, she gasped heavily, and she couldn't relieve the pain of suffocation.

"Girl, who are you our chief? Before...... How come I never saw you? ”

Tang Weiwan's hands trembled, and he couldn't hear anyone say a word.

The pain of losing a loved one permeated my heart, little by little, as if I had been delayed, the blood was drained, and the useless body under my body almost couldn't stand.

How so?

Didn't he say that he wanted her to believe in him and for her to believe in him???

Why?

Why lie to her?

Why let her believe, believe so much, and then lie to her like this?

Tang Weiwan's eyes were frighteningly red, and tears kept falling.

In her previous life, the picture of her grandfather and father dying one after another hit her heart again, and the picture of Doudou lying in a pool of blood became clear little by little.

In this life, why did her husband die?

Why is God so cruel to her?

She shook her head, tears fell into her lips, the salty and bitter taste permeated her lips, and she trembled: "Impossible, he can't die, he said it, he hasn't given me a prosperous wedding, how can he die?" ”

Seeing this, the two also shed tears, and one of them asked, "Are you the fiancée of our chief?" ”

"It's not!" Tang Weiwan shook his head in denial, his body was a little untenable, almost shaky.

The two put the stretcher on the ground and tried to help her.

Tang Weiwan used his strength to shake the two away.

The two wiped their tears and looked at each other.

Tang Weiwan didn't believe it from beginning to end, he was so powerful, he left like that, how could he die in a turbulent war if he didn't die in the face of ten elites alone?

It's impossible!

Her hands trembled, still unwilling to believe that Lord Lu was dead, and little by little she reached out to uncover the layer of cloth that was almost stained with blood.

Tang Weiwan smiled, tears fell one by one, and his appearance was so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

The more this happened, the more uncomfortable and the more they cried, and one of the younger cried and said, "I killed the chief, and you must be his dearest relative if you are so sad?" Kill me, I'm useless, I'm the one who killed the chief. ”

"But people can't be resurrected after death, and the chief who saved you just wants you to live well, are you worthy of him like this? This young lady, please mourn. The other older soldier said, his eyes red as well.

"No, he's certainly not dead, he's just playing hide and seek with us." Tang Weiwan shook his head.

After finishing speaking, she quickly wiped away her tears and rubbed her eyes again, so that there were no tears in her eyes.

But she wiped and wiped and wiped and wiped, back and forth several times, and the tears in her eyes were still uncontrollable, more and more.

She simply didn't wipe it, biting her lip, and her voice was a little hoarse: "If he says he won't die, he won't die, he's sleeping." ”

As she spoke, she raised her hand, trembling uncontrollably, trying to lift the white cloth. To watch the first release of the new chapter of the festival, please go to the mobile address --- Tangke Xing: