Chapter 880： You didn't think about me

Chapter 880, you have not considered me.

"retribution?"

"The person who should have been killed by Ouyang Mu, did not die. And the work of your Spring Festival, there should have been someone who died, but now there is no."

"Oh yes, there is Han Fangzhou... He should have been murdered before the senior high school entrance exam..."

Cloud painting looks at Bo Siqing: "These things have changed because of me."

She smiled. "Not to mention the more horrible things I mentioned with you later..."

"So many things have changed because of me. So many people who should have died are still alive."

"You said, I really won't be retributed?"

"I have nothing to do with retribution. I am the **** person. But I am afraid that I will be tired of others..."

Bo Siqing looked at her, and she felt so painless.

He looked at the cloud painting and said softly: "You said so much, then what about me?"

"Ah?" Cloud painting blinks.

Bosi Qing smiled a little, "What about me? How do you not mention it?"

"You...what is the matter..." The cloud paintings are somewhat sloppy.

Bo Siqing looked at her like this, and he didn’t say anything, his eyes were soft and tender, with deep pity.

Cloud painting bit his lip and suddenly felt stupid.

Why do you want to mention this topic.

Originally she did not mention it, he did not ask, it was only responsible for solving the problem...

But now, she mentioned it, he also asked...

How to do?

Cloud painting bites his lip and dare not look at the thin engine.

"Drawing, you haven't told me how you got to know me." Bo Siqing smiled softly. "Drawing, I don't want to force you to say anything you don't want to say, but now, I want Know some. Can you?"

"..." Cloud paintings don't dare to scream.

"Drawing..." Bosi Qing smiled. "You know, I was not afraid of death. The more you are afraid of death, the more you will die. Not to mention, I don't have much concern. For me, finish. Work is even more important than my own life."

"But now, painting, I became a little timid. I became a little bit ruthless." Bosi Qing whispered, "The work is still to be done, but I may choose a more roundabout way, not like As always, how come soon."

"You don't want me to be mentally prepared?" Bosi smiled. "If I know that I will die at a certain job, I may consider it more perfect before I do that job. I am really a little bit now. Don't want to die. It's good to be alone in the cold, cold underground."

Cloud painting finally looked up, with tears in his eyes.

"You said it didn't force me..." Her voice had a thick nasal voice.

"Sorry, only this time." Bossick held her face, and her thumb gently wiped her tears.

"...three years later. December 8, 2010." Yun Qiao licked his lips, "Your death."

"Remember so clearly?" The first reaction of Bo Siqing is actually this!

Cloud painting is really a gas that doesn't come in one place.

This person, is the focus not right?

Yun Qiao said everything he remembered about his death to her, and said it again, but he seemed to have no reaction.

Cloud painting is really speechless. "How do you feel like nothing?"

"There is nothing wrong with it." Bosi Qing smiled. "Three years later, I am not in a hurry. No wonder I said that when I first met, you look at my eyes like a hero, it turns out to be true. what."

"..." The cloud painting is completely speechless.

Bosi Qing smiled and held her face, and printed a kiss on her forehead. "Well, you have leaked the secret to me now, what do you really have, I will bear with you!"

"Moreover, what's the big deal? Do it all."

"It is better to have retribution than to watch the tragedy happen but it is indifferent!"

"Oh, even if there is retribution, I am with you."

"Life together."

"Death together."

"What are you afraid of?"

(End of this chapter)