Chapter 1990

"Don't disturb me." Gu Xiaoai bit his lips, his head was blank, his legs were inexplicably soft, and he only knew that he had to find out the shirt.

Be sure to find out

Gu Xiaoai's fingers tremble slightly, anxiously looking in the pile of clothes, throwing away the useless clothes one by one

Where is it? Why can't I find it? Why can't I find it? Why can't I find it

How come?

Gu Xiaoai's face turned pale with anxiety. Suddenly, Gu Xiaoai saw embroidered words on the cuff of a shirt

Gu Xiaoai was overjoyed and ran out with his shirt in his arms. He gently bumped against the Li Jue Feng at the door without noticing.

Li juefeng stood in the same place, looking at her figure anxiously running away

"Old Li! Old Li! I got it! Look at this row of embroidery... "

Gu Xiaoai ran to Li Lao's side and his voice stopped suddenly.

The shirt in my hand fell down in the bright sunshine.

Lying on the rocking chair of the grand master, Mr. Li had closed his eyes. His face was colorless, there was no sign of breathing, and he didn't even breathe.

It's quiet.

He's quiet. It's weird

……

Gu Xiaoai slowly stretched out his trembling hand and put his fingertips under his nose. He couldn't feel any breathing or any living evidence.

Tears fell in an instant.

Gu Xiaoai saw Li Lao lying there, choked his throat and said softly, "Li Lao, I've brought my shirt over. Look at the words Su Yan embroidered for you..."

Her voice was so weak that the wind blew away.

And old Li, lying there, never opened his eyes again.

He could no longer see the row of English characters embroidered for him by Su Yan - iloveyou.

Old li... Died.

Gu Xiaoai's tears can't help falling down, full of tears.

Old Li was lying on the rocking chair of the grand master, holding the picture in his hand, as if he was still a living person, just sleeping.

But she knew that he would never open his eyes again

The sunlight outside the window is getting dim... No longer bright.

Suddenly, the photo in old Li's hand fell down.

The photo fell to her feet, on top of the shirt, just covering the position of the embroidered cuffs.

……

Gu Xiaoai looked down. He couldn't tell why, but his tears were more turbulent.

Steady footsteps came.

Li juefeng stood at the door and looked at her face, which was crying uncontrollably.

"Li Jue Feng!"

Gu Xiaoai ran towards him, threw himself into his arms, held him firmly, and buried his face in the warm chest of Li Jue Feng.

Li Jue Feng was hit hard by her, and his chest position was inexplicably suppressed. He looked at the still reclining chair

"Don't you hate him?" Li Jue Feng asked in a low voice, holding out his hand to her.

"I don't know. I just feel bad."

Gu Xiaoai choked and buried his face in his chest. It seemed that only in this embrace could she feel better

She should have hated Li Lao, and she hoped that he would die more than once, and that she, Li Jue Feng and Len would be free again

But when he died, she was not happy

"Don't cry." Li Jue Feng's voice was low and hoarse, holding her slender body in one hand, and patting her slender hand on her back.

"Well." Gu Xiaoai answered in a low voice, hugging him even harder, breathing the taste of Li Jue Feng, and warming his cold body bit by bit