The tears that were seriously uncontrollable could no longer be suppressed, rolling down like a river with no embankment.
Dazzling blood flowed out from his heart, and his pale face showed a faint smile when he saw her nervous expression.
"Mom, don't cry... the person you hate the most is going to die. You will never have to see my face that you hate again. I want you to be happy..."
His mother finally shed tears for him. He was very happy and glad that death was worth it.
"Who said you are the person I hate the most? How can you think so... I won't let you die... Did you hear... You were born to me... Without my permission... I won't allow it
You die... just hold on to me..." Wan Qinrou hurriedly sealed his wound that was constantly gushing blood.
"The shot I fired was fatal...cough...Mom...promise me...let go...don't embarrass yourself anymore...and don't embarrass your uncle anymore...cough..." Dongfang Xingran held on tightly |
Holding her wrist, her breath became weaker and weaker, and her strength became less and less.
In another space, Xiahou Huan'er, watching what happened, couldn't help but cover her face and cry, and fell to her knees on the ground heartbroken.
How did it become like this?
Dongfang Xingran is such a smart and handsome child. She has already regarded him as her own family. She said that she would take care of him, treat him as a son, and give him the warmth of family and the love of family, but now...
In order to persuade Wan Qinrou to let go of her obsession, he chose to sacrifice himself to awaken her conscience.
This is such a distressing child.
"Although that kid is yin and yang and a bit annoying, I never expected that he would use such a decisive method..."
Wild Rose looked at the dying Dongfang Xingran and couldn't help but choke.
Even Si Chen and Su Qi were shocked. They really didn't expect that there was such great courage hidden in that small body. It takes courage to commit suicide.
A trace of blood slipped from the corner of Dongfang Xingran's mouth. His body was getting weaker and weaker, but he still held her wrist tightly and said stubbornly: "Mom...promise me..."
Wan Qinrou's heart was cut by a knife, and she cried in grief: "Mom will not let you die, won't let you die..."
"Promise me... otherwise I... will die with my eyes open..." Dongfang Xingran suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his vision turned black, and his consciousness began to blur.
"Okay, I promise you, I promise you everything, I don't want anything, I just want you to live, son, I won't allow you to die..."
She finally let go, she finally promised him that she would let him go.
A gratified smile appeared on Dongfang Xingran's face, and his mind couldn't help but recall the days when a family of three lived in harmony five hundred years ago.
These are the beautiful memories that have kept him alive all these years. Whenever he is lonely, he will always open the memory book and recall the beautiful memories that once belonged to their family of three. Even if it was short-lived, he
Still cherish it and never forget it.
He smiled and closed his eyes. At this moment, he could leave this world with peace of mind.
"Son, son..." The shrill and shrill cry cut through the silence of the night sky and penetrated into everyone's heart.
Snowflakes like dots of starlight suddenly fell from the sky.
