She moved her lips and wanted to ask him, but she looked at the ice purple and indifferent pupil, and finally did not ask. No matter how well she'll protect the pieces.

The fragments of the plane can't support divine consciousness, so it's natural that the body is getting worse day by day.

A few months later, the youth's face is more and more pale, only the expression is always indifferent.

Sometimes from the upstairs to the downstairs, the slender young people have to hold the stairs for a breath, the pale cheek floating thin red, looks attractive and pitiful, until he looks up at Yu Chu, the girl can bear to smile to help.

I'm tired of walking all the way.

This is definitely the dark history of the LORD God.

So she is also used to caring for him, supporting, or pushing a wheelchair, like raising a child.

This day, pushing people out to bask in the sun, the young man leaned against the wheelchair sleepily, squinting at the snow and ice in the distance, and whispered, "no time."

Snow White fingertips drop, in the thick blanket exposed a white section, voice cold.

When Yu Chu heard this, he was stunned. Then he quietly stepped forward and knelt down beside him. He looked up at the ice purple eyes.

Although it is farewell.

But there's nothing to say. Because this is just a small plane, they will meet again.

She held the young man's fingertips.

Feng Qing motionless, silent stare at the snow road for a while, fingertips in her palm slightly hook, he suddenly whispered: "do you really want to travel?"

Yu Chu blinked.

The man suddenly low hum voice, voice some meaning unknown, "forget me, a person happy?"

Now Yu Chu wanted to laugh.

It's been a few months - does he still mind?

She laughed and said, "yes, you didn't really leave anyway. Why can't I travel?"

The man gave her a glance.

Although purple eyes still have no mood, but he pulled his hand from her fingers, no expression, "Oh, then you go to play, have a good time."

Although there was no expression, it was obviously awkward.

The girl did not talk or coax him leisurely.

After a few seconds, that piece of snow-white fingertip again led back to her hand again and lay down.

The God's face is expressionless.

Yu Chu smiles and holds him back.

The youth gradually some sleepily closes the eye son, the eyelash covers the eye bottom purple, the breath is stable.

The girl stayed with him all the time.

She half knelt for a long time and looked at the distance. When she finally looked back, she got up slowly. Even though she had practiced martial arts, her legs and feet were sore.

She looked at the pale, sleeping face. The lines are as delicate as they are, and each point is beautiful.

She looked for a while, quietly, from the bag hanging behind the wheelchair, took out a small bottle of medicine.

White medicine bottle.

She poured out a lot, then took out the water cup, put it into her mouth one by one, and swallowed it.

Then, she put the water cup and medicine bottle back, and continued to lie down beside the wheelchair, holding the boy's hand.

Stupid.

How could she travel around the world.

Even if it is not really death, but if he leaves the world, she will follow in silence.

The snow is getting heavy.



Back in the space of God, Yu Chu subconsciously looked at the high seat, but did not see the figure.

She said to the system, "I'm not allowed to tell anyone about my death."

System: Yes

The girl just tilted her head, "transmit."

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