Chief Guardian

Chapter 405
He lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "Just let this hand of yours make me die in pain."

He hugged her tightly, his lips gradually turned white, as if some liquid flowed from his chest, it was wet and warm flowing between his fingers.

Her head was leaning on his shoulder, his shoulder was soft and firm, as if she was resting on a pillow, she slept very comfortably, and didn't want to get up again, but she was held tightly by him and couldn't breathe.

Her eyelashes flickered slightly, and then there was still silence.

He wanted to die slowly and painfully in her arms. Even if he died, he couldn't forget such a deep memory. He just wanted to remember it, and never forget it.

Her hand was tightly pressed against his chest, she could still feel her heartbeat through the thin shirt, but it was a little slow at first, and the temperature between her fingers gradually became cold, the little finger moved slightly, just gently, He didn't feel it at all.

He hugged her tightly, afraid that at the moment of death, she would suddenly disappear in his arms, and his whole body would lose warmth.

"It's so cold..." He suddenly shouted, his voice was extremely weak.He loosened the hand holding her, pulled it out of his arms, and wrapped her shoulders around her. He hugged the whole of her tightly in his arms. Are you about to die?Why did he suddenly feel cold all over?
She leaned quietly in his arms, her tightly closed eyes opened inadvertently, with a hazy sleepiness, her pupils circled around curiously.

Being hugged so tightly, she couldn't move even if she wanted to, but quietly leaned her head in his arms.

His body gradually became cold, and his clenched hands were slightly loosened, and the consciousness in his mind seemed to be weakening little by little.

Her body stepped back a bit, and when she raised her head, she looked at that pale face with an indescribable feeling, she just stared blankly.

He seemed to feel it, looking down at her.

He knew who she was, but the consciousness in his mind gradually weakened. He looked at her, and slowly, the hands that had been holding her slipped from her shoulders, and his body fell limply to the other side. Her hands She was still protecting his chest, and as he fell onto the bed, her hands froze alone in mid-air, bloodstains were clearly visible on her white hands.

(End of this chapter)