The pale golden sunset outside the window finally disappeared into the horizon, and the light in the room became a little dim.

He sat there, his handsome face full of haggard and drunken fatigue, but his tone was overbearing.

[Qingcheng, I order you to be my girlfriend. I've been chasing you for so long... Promise me!]

His outline was deeply shadowed by the outside light.

It gradually overlaps and overlaps with the appearance in her memory

Ye Qingcheng can't refuse after all, because she knows that after today, the chance that she can see him again is very small

This is the last time she saw him. She can do something for him at last

Ye Qingcheng also wants to leave more of his appearance for herself. The rest of her life is long... She doesn't want to forget him.

She also wants to remember him and everything between them.

Ye Qingcheng picked up the bowl and scooped up a spoonful of sobering soup with a spoon. She blew the amber color, but a tear fell off her guard and broke in her hand

Ye Qingcheng didn't dare to raise his head and blinked in a hurry. The light outside was not bright. He didn't see it.

Ye Qingcheng comforted himself.

A pair of warm and dry hands suddenly caressed her cheeks. He gently wiped her tears with his thumb, as carefully as wiping a peerless treasure

Ye Qingcheng suddenly had an impulse to cry, because she knew... This is the last side.

"Don't cry, Qingcheng. I'm sorry, it was just my bad..." Lu Jingshen said in a low voice. His voice was a little familiar, like the dark night splashed with ink. "Don't cry... I'm very distressed."

"Open your mouth," said Ye Qingcheng. As soon as he didn't open his face, his hand suddenly fell into the air.

Lu Jingshen looked at her dully, but she didn't want to look at him directly

Ye Qingcheng suddenly felt depressed. The atmosphere of getting along with her made her feel especially uncomfortable. It was like being blindfolded and breathing... Especially, Dongfang Shijin was still waiting below.

That impatient man... Ye Qingcheng is really afraid that he will cause trouble. He is very flustered. Dongfang Shijin is a time bomb. He can't tell when

"Cough..."

Lu Jingshen coughed violently, and ye Qingcheng realized that his consciousness was wandering. He fed too fast and choked out of the way

She quickly put down the bowl, took a paper towel from the side and went to wipe the water stains on his lips.

"I'll do it myself," Lu Jingshen pressed her hand. Ye Qingcheng hurriedly pulled away his hand and put the bowl aside.

"Is there something?"

"Well..." he can always see that she is at a loss and wants to say, "then go and be busy first."

"OK..." Ye Qingcheng's heart was still strangled, but she suddenly dared not look into Lu Jingshen's eyes, "you..."

"I can take care of myself."

"That's good..."

"Can you come back?"

"You know..."

"I'm teasing you. Go quickly," Lu Jingshen tried to show a good look at everything. In the depths of his eyes, he clearly looked like Ye Qingcheng crying

"..." Ye Qingcheng stood up and stood in the distance. Some words seemed to stick in his throat. It was so difficult

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