Tang Ye was stunned for a while, and then said, "that should be a good friend."

Tang inclined down his eyes and said softly, "he is a very good man."

"If there's one person in your life who makes you willing to give your life, it's worth it." Tang Ye didn't know what he was thinking, but his tone was slightly emotional.

Tang Qing smiles. She looks out of the window.

As the plane gradually rises, the city outside the window has become a small point.

It may never be seen again in my life.

But it is.

When I met Ronan, I had no regrets.

*

Tang Qing was sent back to Tangmen.

Before the above order came down, she was locked up in the place where she had lived and waited for her release.

The room was the same as she had left, and no one had cleaned it. When she went in, it was covered with dust.

She spent several hours cleaning up her house. The asparagus planted on the window sill had withered. She felt a little sorry and went to the yard to pry a chrysanthemum plant on it.

Tang Ye comes to visit her, and she has leisure to plant flowers. She is also a little speechless.

Tang Qing was caught together with a little girl named Tang Tang Tang. She started her mission less than a year ago. She was very docile and obedient. She didn't expect that she would go missing in the last mission. This time, she was brought back to the house one day in advance. She has been pale and has not eaten for several days.

She felt that Tang Qing was either too nervous or really determined to die.

Although she didn't know what happened to her this year, judging from her much thinner body and pale face than she remembered, and her vague words, I'm afraid it was not as free as she said.

"How did you get here?"

Tang Qing raised his head to look at her, gently smile and put the shovel on the balcony.

"And you cleaned the room." Tang Ye came in and looked at the clean room for a week. The floor was also dragged once. She suspected that Tang Qing had a habit of cleanliness.

"Idle and boring."

Tang Ye said: "boring words, do something meaningful."

"For example?" Tang tilted his head and asked curiously.

"For example..." For a while, Tang Ye couldn't think of anything meaningful for the dying man to do. He racked his brains for a moment and said, "for example, you can leave a last word to denounce Tang Yi. I'll help you find a way to give it to him

"If you can't find him, how can you give it to him?" Tang Qing couldn't help laughing. Tang Yi found her when she first came to Tongcheng. They were not of the same level in the ability of investigation and anti reconnaissance.

Tang Ye is not happy to knock Tang Qing's head: "Hello, as for the smile like this?" She is not inferior. Otherwise, there are only a few of them alive in so many people.

"Well, I just think," Tang Qingzheng, shaking his head at Tang Ye, "I can live as I usually do. I don't have to worry about this issue until the verdict is passed."

"You are so leisurely..." Tang ye murmured and went to sit on the chair. Tang Qing's room is very simple, with several stools and a chair. There are medical books on the bookshelf, nothing else.

Everyone has a distinct personal color, she is so weak that she doesn't even have something to remember deeply.

Just such a gentle Tang Qing, to her, is like a glimmer of light in the dark, as if as long as stay by her side, then the cold heart can gradually warm up.