Luo Jia hugged her tightly, his breath was very weak: "Don't move... Fangfei... Don't move... I want to hug you... Just hug you..."
Actually, I have been thinking about it for a long time.
From the moment I left her to fight alone, I kept thinking about it, especially last night, it was almost the spiritual pillar... the spiritual pillar of my life.
Now, this pillar is leaving.
At some point, the responsibilities of the family, the country of the north, the future... I forgot all of them, and sincerely felt that she was more important than her son - more than everything, more than herself.
All she wants to do must be her interests first.
After a long time, the room finally became quiet.
It also seems like time has frozen and has not moved - just like the setting sun outside the window, hanging and not moving at all. It is like this day will never go dark.
Fangfei stared at the sunset outside. She actually didn't know that it was noon just now - she mistakenly regarded noon as sunset. Now, sunset is really coming.
The blood-red sunset is as red as blood.
The mountains are far away at dusk, and the river is clear and the moon is close to people.
She moved.
Luo Jia was a little panicked, as if the sky was about to get dark: "Fangfei... don't leave..."
She burst into tears: "Your Majesty... I won't leave, I will accompany you..."
He had a smile on his face: "Fangfei, last night, the psychic master was divination for me..."
Divination? Why divination?
Could it be that the Taoist priest was so mysterious last night that he was divining the divination?
She stared at his face and could see that his pain did not come from some pain in his limbs, but from gradual numbness. Every time the green on his body increases, his limbs will gradually become numb.
One minute. This can be fully seen from the strength of his hug.
However, this did not affect his speech.
It seemed as if God was kind and deliberately wanted to make it easier for him before he died.
"Fangfei... I must tell you some things... you must listen carefully!"