Quickly Pass Through the Villain, He is Soft and Sweet

   Chapter 1767 Uncle wants to hug【74】

  The second master hung the coat on the hanger.

  Xuebai's long fingers picked up the pocket watch Guy, and glanced at the time.

   Hearing Shen Wanqing’s doubts, he pressed down the lid with his fingertips and turned his eyes lazily.

  The dark eyes were extremely calm under the light, and his eyes fell flat on his body.

"Because is you."

  His voice is flat, and he can't hear much emotion.

  After speaking, he turned his head and continued to put clothes on the hanger.

  In the end, she walked over in a thin snow-white Western-style shirt.

  Shen Wanqing was slightly taken aback when he heard the answer.

  Shen Wanqing believed it inexplicably when someone else said this, but it was a mystery.

  Second Master Jing sat beside the girl, holding her hand coldly.

  The fingertips lined with jade fingers are extremely white and slender.

  He and her clasped their fingers together.

  He actually knew what Shen Wanqing wanted to ask.

  Looking at the intersecting hands, Jing Yanxiu was fascinated.

  He seems to be thinking about something.

  After a long time, Shen Wanqing heard the second master’s low and calm voice coming over:

"It rained a lot that day. I stayed in front of the tomb and watched your burial with my own eyes. Later, I developed a high fever and my mind was dizzy. At that time, I wanted to go with you. I hope you can go slower. Wait for me on Huangquan Road..."

  The muffled voice is extremely calm.

   is clearly so sad and sorrowful, but his expression has no waves, as if he has been numb.

  Shen Wanqing's heart tightened, holding Jing Yanxiu's hand tightly.

  She lost her voice: "Second Lord..."

  She wanted to persuade Erye not to continue talking.

  She did not want to evoke the gloomy memory of the second master.

  He said very succinctly, but Shen Wanqing knew how gloomy and painful the second master was during that period.

  I just woke up from a serious injury, and guarded her for so long before he could recuperate.

  One day and one night by the bed, three days and three nights before the mourning hall, and another day of rain during the burial.

  This is to escape from the dead to save your life, how can you withstand this toss?

Jing Yanxiu faintly continued: "When the high fever is constant, the doctors hired in the house can't help me. My own desire to survive is too low, and they are unable to return to heaven. When I feel groggy, I feel I came into a dark space. There was no sound, no air, and it was extremely quiet."

   "Later there was a voice. That voice told me that you were not dead, and we will meet in the future. He let me live well, and then find you..."

  "……"

  Shen Wanqing had a sudden stop.

  She was a little stunned, could it be Jiang Si?

   "I don't know if what he said is true or false, but I believe it."

  Jing Yan repaired her long eyelashes drooping, and her thick long eyelashes trembled slightly.

  It seems to recall the feeling of helplessness when struggling to wake up from the illness.

  He held the girl in his arms and held her tightly in his arms.

   "It doesn't matter if it is two years, three years, five years, ten years, or even longer. As long as I live, I will wait for you."

  You are dead, how could he live alone.

  The belief that supported him to survive was just a few fanciful jokes in that nightmare.

   is regarded as something that he obsessed too deeply and conceived.

  Only him, to offer those beliefs to live for himself.

  So he will cherish his life more than others.

  His Qingqing is waiting for him in the future.

  (End of this chapter)