"You are such a person, I really can't hate it, I can't hate you, I have a palace cold, and it's not a general palace cold. If you don't have your snow lotus, even if I am safe and how My child will flow away, so... I can't hate you. If it's not you, the person with Night Ji is someone else, I think, I can't keep it, even the child can't keep it."

Shangguan Qingqing said very plainly, thinking of all the things that the repairs did to her, except that he kissed him outside the castle, he always cared for her, and sometimes she thought it would be cold.

"So... repair! You don't feel sad and blame yourself. My heart has been given to my brother in this life. I hope that you can find the other half who really belongs to you. You should have your own. Happiness is."

Shangguan Qingqing looked back at the repairs, staring at him intently, and then repairing it was still like that, soft smile, gentle eyes.

The more the Shangguan Qingqing looked worse, the white and tender hands shook and touched the repairs.

"Repair... repair?"

"what……!"

Shangguan Qingqing Qingqing had just touched the repairs, and the repairs fell to the ground, and the face was still the expression.

"Repair! What happened to you?"

Shangguan Qingqing kept shaking his body, and the crystal tears burst forth in his throat. The trembled voice kept ringing in the air.

"Repair! Don't be scared, you wake up soon."

Shangguan Qingqing swayed and repaired, while tears of heartache, while constantly calling for repairs, although repairing is not her love, but seeing that repairs died because of her, she could not accept it.

I think that every time I go back a little, the repaired face will be a bit white, and the sorrowful Shangguan Qingqing, how can I not know that the repair is because this is dead?

Shangguan Qingqing's fingers trembled and touched the repaired breath, with fear, with hope, with helplessness, and a little bit of extension.

However, when she touched the snoring and did not breathe a little, her brain exploded in a moment, blank.

After a while, Shangguan Qingqing reacted and panicked and hugged the repairs. It was obviously a warm body, but the fact is facts. The repairs are dead.

"No... repair! You wake up, don't die, don't die."

Shangguan Qingqing’s hands trembling and helpless holding the repaired head, calling him painfully, tears falling on his face, if the repair is not really dead, his gentle eyes, always It is not reminiscent of him as a dead person.

"what……!"

Shangguan Qingqing shouted with tears: "Why do I love people who are hurt by me, and those who love me are hurt by me."

In a short while, Shangguan Qingqing calmed down and took the initiative to put a kiss on the white lips of the repair: "Repair! You are not dirty, your heart is beautiful, really beautiful."

Shangguan Qingqing will kiss the repairs, just want him to go without regrets, no sorrow, she saw his thoughts from his gentle eyes.

Shangguan Qingqing's kiss, just left the repaired lips, his eyes, actually closed quietly.

"If he knows that he can still get a kiss from you after death, I think he is very happy and will be very happy."