For her, what is the difference between waking up and dreaming? Anyway, all she is thinking about is Di Luochen.

And there is nothing to care about light and darkness, and Di Luochen will not appear in front of him anyway.

Lu Qingwan was extremely calm. Even if no one "telled" her condition, she vaguely felt the changes in her body.

Because her ears were too quiet, there was not even the sound of the wind.

But the surrounding environment cannot be so quiet, so the real problem is herself.

There must be something wrong with her ears.

And not just ears, but eyes.

But these were not important to her. She didn't even have time to feel sad about her own affairs. She was just thinking more about Di Luochen.

She was trapped in self-entanglement, and she thought that people really have a next life?

Or, does this world have another parallel space!

In this case, even if she dies with her, she and Di Luochen will always meet.

If none of the above may be valid, what should she do?

Will she really be separated from Luo Chen forever?

Lu Qingwan fell into a dream of being with Di Luochen and could not extricate herself.

Even if she burst into tears, she would still be silent.

She was like a withered and falling wood, no one knew that her heart was rotten.

Arthur looked at Lu Qingwan, who was quiet and silent, and his heart was like a rusted blunt knife, and it was being cut. It hurt so much, but he had nowhere to vent.

He couldn't help but stroke Lu Qingwan's head with his hands, and Lu Qingwan seemed to have not felt his existence and ignored him.

Others were not important to her at all, and she ignored all her choices.

"Qingwan, sorry, Qingwan..."

"Di Luochen is really not dead...I lied to you."

...

But Lu Qingwan was still just quietly closing her eyes and crying.

Arthur's heart was stinging hard, and Qingwan couldn't hear his explanation.

Arthur tried to gesture on her palm with his fingers. He used the simplest English, and the words he put together meant "He is still alive"

If Chinese characters are to be blindly felt, strokes are much more difficult than English letters.

But no matter how he wrote it, Qingwan didn't respond.

Could she not guess what he wrote?

Or she didn't think about it at all and didn't care about his actions. She blocked all perceptions of the outside world, not only eyes, ears, but also heart and reason!

"Qingwan, if you hate me, you can kill me, but it hurts more than killing me now!"

Arthur hugged Lu Qingwan and pinched Lu Qingwan's hand with force.

She had to sense what he told her through handwriting, rather than ignoring it.

"Qingwan..."

But no matter how many times Arthur wrote letters in Qingwan's palm, Qingwan never responded.

Arthur suddenly took out a dagger and forcibly stuffed it into Lu Qingwan's hand.

"Don't you hate me? Now you just pay attention to me! Come and kill me... I'll give you a chance."

He held Lu Qingwan's hand and put the dagger close to his chest, which was also his heart.

He just exerted a little force, and the dagger in Lu Qingwan's hand pierced into his flesh.

Lu Qingwan couldn't see the blood and didn't move.

But Arthur was willing to bet again.

If Qingwan was willing to pay attention to his enemy, she would still have the awareness of revenge. As long as she stabbed her deeper, he would die in front of her.

As long as she was conscious, he would notice it and hold her other hand and write "He is still alive" again, and Qingwan would know.
Chapter completed!