"Together, 80 years, 800 years, 800 years."

Xia Qianchen realized the meaning of Nangong Shaodi's words.

He really had this idea.

She shook her head, feeling extremely flustered: "No, I have made an agreement with Leng Tianchen."

“…”

"I don't have your place anymore, and I don't promise you to insert it. Did you hear it?" she said nervously, "Don't make trouble."

I thought anxiously, Nangong Shaodi, don't do stupid things for me, it's not worth it, it's not worth it...

Nangong Shaodi's green eyes shine: "What if I want to insert it?"

"I won't agree!"

"You really made an appointment?" he asked again.

"Well," Xia Qianchen said, "You know he is sick, I am sick, so I am just a companion. You can let me go back."

"You have been with him, where are me?"

"If you want, No. 0328..."

Nangong Shaodi interrupted coldly: "I don't mind giving No. 0328 to Mr. Leng and let them be with each other. Qianchen, you can go back, give me a better reason."

“…”

"Convince me."

"Love...he." It took Xia Qianchen a long time to squeeze out this sentence.

Nangong Shaodi's heart blew sharply, and he grabbed her chin: "Looking into my eyes and saying."

Xia Qianchen bit his lip, stared at his eyes, and said calmly: "I love Leng Tianchen, I love him."

"Is that right?" Nangong Shaodi was not as jealous or angry as usual, but was unexpectedly calm.

Xia Qianchen was afraid that he would not believe it, so he strengthened his tone: "I love Leng Tianchen, I don't love you anymore..."

"You don't love me anymore?"

"yes."

Nangong Shaodi suddenly let go, got off the windowsill, walked barefoot to the room, picked up paper and pen and wrote something.

Xia Qianchen was left in place. Seeing that Nangong Shaodi was writing very focused, it seemed that he had forgotten her existence...

She felt that Nangong Shaodi today was really strange...

She got off the windowsill and approached and asked, "What are you doing?"

"You don't want me, I have to donate all my organs." He said without raising his head.

"What did you say?"

Xia Qianchen felt a brief dizzy and hurriedly walked forward. Sure enough, he saw Nangong Shaodi holding a form for donating organs.

"You are crazy!" Xia Qianchen stamped his feet in a hurry!

“I’m very sober now.”

"I have a heart disease..." Xia Qianchen pressed his chest, "Don't be so anxious, I'll faint..."

Nangong Shaodi finally paused for a moment and looked up at her: "You don't love me, will you still be anxious about me?"

Xia Qianchen's tears were already spinning in his eyes, and the back of his hand was wiped quickly, crying: "Shaodi Nangong, why did you force me like this?"

He looked at her deeply: "You are forcing me, Qianchen."

"I hope you live well, I hope you are happy..." She sobbed sadly, "I'm not good, really not good, not worthy of yours."

If Nangong Shaodi had something to do, she would feel really guilty.

Nangong Shaodi's eyes were dark, and he stared at her and said, "Without you, what happiness can you say?"

"I'm almost dead, are you still threatening me?"

“…”

"Do you have the heart to treat me like this?" Xia Qianchen asked in disbelief.

Nangong Shaodi's eyes were bright and silent.

Xia Qianchen walked over to grab the form, and he quickly pulled it away.

"Give it to me, don't make trouble!" Xia Qianchen jumped up and grabbed it, but couldn't.

Suddenly he pressed her shoulder, fearing that she would move too much and cause her heart to feel uncomfortable.

"Shaodi Nangong, stop playing, give it to me!"

Nangong Shaodi looked serious and didn't look like a joke at all.

"So what if I grab it," he said. "I can copy thousands of copies."

"You really want to treat me like this?!" She glared at him fiercely, "It makes me feel guilty, it makes me feel sad and sad..."

"How did you treat me?" He raised her chin.

Her tears flowed across her cheeks, and he frowned. Finally, he couldn't bear to see her tears, and lowered his head and kissed her gently.

He was just trying to make the last bet.

I hope she can turn her love for him into a motivation to survive.

He owed her so much that he didn't have time to compensate, to be kind to her and give her happiness.

I didn’t have time to marry her, I didn’t have time to have children, I didn’t have time to grow old together...

There are so many things that are too late, and they should have more time to enjoy and love each other.

Nangong Shaodi's lips swam to her, pressing her hotly, and kissing her.

Tears melted into the mouth, and the salty smell blended.

The lingering kiss finally melted her heart, and she leaned against him sadly.

The one who doesn’t want to separate from him the least is her. Which woman doesn’t want to grow old happily in the arms of the man she loves the most?

Xia Qianchen reached out to hug him, buried his face in his arms: "What do you want me to do..."

"Stay with me and stay with me," he also hugged her, "only you by my side can I live happily."

"You know I can't..."

"For the sake of pity for me," his voice became deeper, "Qianchen, try to do it."

Pitiful?

One day, these two words will actually collapse from Nangong Shaodi's self-evaluation.

Xia Qianchen's heart was so sour and he hugged him tightly: "Nangong Shaodi, you are not pitiful at all, and I don't want you to be pitiful either."

Nangong Shaodi held her hand: "Then let me love you."

Xia Qianchen's eyes were blurred with tears.

"If there is only one day, give me your whole day." He kissed the back of her hand, "I'm stingy with you for a second to share with others. I'm so selfish."

“…”

"This is also the best way you treat me."

Happiness has been so short, how could she bear to shorten happiness?

Xia Qianchen looked at him, feeling so stumped that he couldn't speak.

There was no more dispute, she nodded and leaned against his chest.

If he thinks that being with her is the happiest thing, she is willing to give him the last second of her life.

She wanted to keep time at this moment.

She was in his arms, and he held her.

Nangong Shaodi's calm heartbeats, and every sound made her feel a similar emotion in her heart.

Listening to his words will make him move, embracing will make him move, and even breathing will make him move.

My heart seems to be blown by the breeze and the sun shines, like this beautiful and warm spring in Ireland, the whole world is filled with tranquility.

"Emperor..." she suddenly asked in a daze, "Why did I meet you?"

He meditated for a moment.
Chapter completed!