She was a little confused by that look. She pursed her lips and just looked at him like that.
Neither of them spoke.[
Gu Bei has already left.
In the silent night, they looked at each other.
The eyes are not locked together.
One is hot, the other is cold.
It turns out that the dead heart will no longer fluctuate.
It's like there is a distance between life and death, it's like crossing a long time and space, it's like experiencing a catastrophe of life and being reborn again.
He looked at her quietly, suddenly smiled slowly, and then slowly opened his mouth and said softly: "You... are not dead."
There are only three words.
You are not dead.
die……………
The cold voice that was suddenly thrown down, with three words that had such unclear meaning, made Jin Qiu feel dizzy for a moment.
The person in front of him has a figure that he is no longer familiar with.
Even if his face is destroyed, she can still remember it clearly.
His voice was still so cold... infinitely cold.
There is no emotion or color.
Just three simple and low-key words.
You are not dead.
An overwhelming pain spread all over her body.
But she can pretend to be so calm.[
God knows how badly she was hurt, so badly that now, she has no passion at all.
It was as if someone had dug a knife into my heart, forming a thick cocoon, and it seemed that it would never bleed again.
How deeply do you need to be injured to become invulnerable?
Jin Qiu even found that she could look at Su Mo with a faint smile and say to him in such a calm tone, "Yes, I'm not dead."
There is no charm like before, nor is there any gentleness towards her. What is there is just boundless, boundless... calmness, peace and alienation.
Su Mo stood there, staring at Jin Qiu.
[Meaning, I slept with the ugly duckling Qingwu last night, and I squeezed the duck out~~~Hahaha~~~~]
