"Stop!!" Suddenly! A voice pierced the sky. Although the voice could not be louder than the chaos here, when everyone heard the voice, they all stopped and looked back.
Dugu Chen looked up as everyone looked at him, and a petite but blurry figure broke into his sight.
Suddenly there was deathly silence all around
"Let him go" Familiar voice, unfamiliar coldness
Is he hallucinating? Why, he has the feeling of seeing her and hearing her voice...
Oh, all this time, I don’t know the so-called persistence of a relationship that is no longer possible, I don’t know the so-called persistence of refusing to admit that I like her, but I finally said it... but it has to end so soon.
Would she be angry if she knew he could never come back?
The blood gradually drained away, and at the last moment, Dugu Chen only had this question left in his heart
"Let him go" the familiar voice was cold and full of warning.
Dugu Chen frowned slightly. He tried to open his eyes and looked in the direction where the sound came from.
The familiar face, with the perseverance and coldness she had never seen before, met his gaze, and her clear eyes trembled slightly
The rebels in front of him suddenly moved out of the way obediently. He looked hesitantly at the pair of clear eyes that were staring at him. The tears and determination in the eyes shocked him and made him heartbroken.
He subconsciously stepped forward and walked forward slowly, as if he were in a dream, as if he was walking towards an illusion.
"Qing Yi..." Dugu Chen approached her and saw her pale face clearly. He hesitated and called her name.
Su Qingyi looked at him and saw his hesitation when calling her, and suddenly burst into tears.
"It's me" You're not the only one here, there's me too
"Qing Yi..." Dugu Chen whispered, his eyes stained with blood, but he couldn't hide his quietly falling tears.
Suddenly! Zhang Ping frowned, threw Su Qingyi away with his backhand, picked up the long sword on the ground, and stabbed Dugu Chen directly.
"Don't—!" Su Qingyi screamed and rushed towards Dugu Chen with all her strength.
…
Time seems to stand still
Dugu Chen stood motionless, with a familiar gentle face in front of him. Her petite body stood in front of him. The breeze blew by, and her face became paler. She just looked at him blankly and fell into his arms.
He hugged her in astonishment. Opposite him, Zhang Ping held a long sword, and the blade pierced Su Qingyi's back. He looked at the stunned Dugu Chen with a smile. Suddenly! His face froze, and a blood flower appeared on his face.
His chest bloomed
He held the long sword and fell backwards. With the long sword drawn out, Su Qingyi's back was bright red.
Dugu Chen's face turned pale. He hugged Su Qingyi tightly, trembling all over, "Qingyi..."
The blood was constantly flowing out, mixed with the blood flowing out of her chest. Dugu Chen trembled, and his body tilted. He held the sword tightly and stabbed it into the ground to support his shaky body.
"Seventh Prince!" Several men in black rushed up to help him.
"Qingyi..." His vision gradually blurred, and his mind went blank. He only remembered hugging her tightly.
The man in black looked at each other and prepared to take Su Qingyi from his arms
However, Dugu Chen hugged her tightly and did not allow anyone to take her away from him.
Time stood still, and Dugu Chen couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality. He only felt cold, the cold that his blood was about to run out, and hot, the sticky heat gushing out of her chest.