Wild Phoenix Playing Dragon: Chongxi Little Silly Concubine

"It's ridiculous...I've been...fighting...for a lifetime with you, but in the end...in the end...it's just...a dream...a dream...that's all," Qin Xin's fingertips slowly touched Touching the gloomy cheeks:

"These years...these years...you have been...always...you have been hiding from me...Cang Yu...why...why we...we have to do this..."

Cang Yu cried out in grief, holding Qin Xin tightly with his hands, why he couldn't say a simple sentence: "What should I say... Qin Xin, tell me, I escaped These years, I don't want to face you... why do you have to force me!"

"That's all... that's all..." Her hand stroked Cang Yu, just like many years ago, she was wearing a floral dress and walking around Cang Yu, that scene appeared in her mind.

Their childhood, in Hongye Palace, was so happy and carefree.

"Brother, brother..." Qin Xin followed behind Cang Yu: "Brother, do you like Qin Xin?"

Cang Yu caressed her forehead, and kissed her gently: "Of course, I only have you as a younger sister."

Qin Xin smiled cutely and looked at him.

That year, the leaves of the red leaf tree fell and touched Cang Yu's body. The appearance of those years was like a dream.

Qin Xin's hand slipped down quietly, her eyes were staring at Cang Yu, these years of love and hate, infatuation and longing, that's all, that's all...

"Qin Xin... Qin Xin..." Cang Yu almost collapsed, he looked at Qin Xin in front of him, she died, her body gradually lost its temperature, he couldn't let go, couldn't face, she just died in this In his arms, the love of his life.

Many people dispersed, only Cang Yu was left alone, quietly holding Qin Xin's corpse, no matter what, he refused to let go, holding the cold corpse in his arms.

Luo Ling and Shanzhi looked at him, they didn't know what was going on?Didn't Cang Yu hate Qin Xin to the core?

It's the same with Qin Xin, she hates Cang Yu so much, they torture each other, want each other to die, why, in the end, it's like this.

Cang Yu didn't cry, he hugged Qin Xin's corpse quietly: "Do you know? I really want to go back to that year, when you were still by my side, crying around me... Qin Xin, you know Well, these years, I have gradually become like you, my heart has become cold, I thought, I will never think of you again, I will not think of... think of everything, the memories related to us, but Qinxin, what should I do What...what should I do...how can I say, I don't love you?"

Luo Ling remembered what Cangyu said to himself that night. He said that to love someone, one must learn to let go. There is no such woman as Taoyue in the world. Taoyue in his heart is Qinxin. be able to let go.

The girl who grew up with him, the girl he would let go if he couldn't love, was Qin Xin.

Luo Ling sat on the ground, looking at Qin Xin's already cold body, she sighed slightly: "Gang Yu, people cannot be resurrected after death."

Although he knew that these words were not powerful at all, Luo Ling could only explain in this way.

Cang Yu remained motionless, he hugged Qin Xin's corpse tightly: "Why, I love you, but I can't say anything," he said coldly to himself:

"If I had told you such a simple sentence earlier, we would not have been tortured for so many years."