But An Xici could see clearly that Fengyang...he was already dead.
But An Xishu, who had always been calm and steady, was unable to speak for some reason at this time.
She did not dare to tell Feng Xiying that Fengyang was dead.
She didn't even want to believe that Fengyang was dead.
She still remembered that bright afternoon, the boy holding his head and looking at her. He was as beautiful as an elf, and had a kind of shocking magic power.
However, it only takes a few days. If we see you again, it will be...
An Xici didn't know why, but her heart felt extremely heavy.
Feng Qi and Fengyang have a good relationship. How does it feel when the person closest to you dies? Probably, it is absolutely unacceptable!
An Xici led Feng Xiying inside, but she didn't dare to say a word. Today, Feng Qi looked particularly haggard and a bit dazed, not like she was in reality.
When Wuyouzi glanced at Feng Xiying very strangely, he shook his head: "Everyone is already dead. Not even me, not even gods can save them."
The last glimmer of hope in Feng Xiying's heart was finally suppressed.
He took a few steps back, and An Xishui helped him in time so that he didn't fall.
"Feng Qi..." An Xijie doesn't know how to comfort people, and she doesn't know how to comfort Feng Xiying. She understands that feeling and knows that Feng Xiying must be very sad now.
Feng Xiying suddenly looked at Fengyang, who was already lifeless on the soft couch. Is Fengyang really dead?
Really dead?
No, it won't happen. Is the young man who has been quietly following him and happily calling him "Seventh Brother" really dead?
How could it be? Didn't you agree that you would come to him today and ask him to make tea for him?
Didn’t we agree?
Why is this happening? Why are things like this?
It’s not that Feng Xiying has never experienced life and death. In Zhuyun Continent, who would really care about life and death? Whose hands have not been stained with blood. However, when he touches the people he cares about, he really doesn’t.
Acceptable method...
He didn't want to, and he didn't want to believe that Fengyang was really dead.
But now, everyone told him that Fengyang was dead.
Feng Xiying's heart suddenly felt unusually painful, so painful that her heart was twitching.
He covered his face with his hands and suddenly fell to his knees. If, if, yesterday, he had stopped Uncle Tan and refused to let him take Fengyang away, wouldn't what happened today not happen? What if, if he had not taken Fengyang away?
Come to Mingyang City, is Fengyang still staying well in Fengwang City?
But there are no what-ifs in the world. No matter how much he hopes that everything happening now is just a dream, the reality is here, motionless, and no matter how hard he pretends, it can't change it.
An Xici squatted next to Feng Xiying, patted his back gently, and whispered: "Feng Qi, maybe death is another beginning? When a person dies, his body dies, but his soul does not.
It will never die. Whether it is rebirth in another place or reincarnation, it will always be immortal. Fengyang, maybe he has gone to another place, to another world, and started over? No matter what, Feng Qi,
Fengyang will definitely not want to see you looking so sad. I remember that when he mentioned you, his eyes were filled with soft light. He cares about you so much and he definitely hopes that you can be happy. He will definitely not want you to be so sad.