Huo Jingchen looked at her dejectedly, repeating her words in his mind, but it was like a blank again.
Zhao Siqing's eyes were shining with water, and he breathed softly.
Hate is real, love is real.
Before she committed suicide, she thought that she could finally let him taste the pain of losing his love, but she also saw that his eyes were bright and dark, full of fear and despair.
At that moment, she had both the joy of liberation and the heartache for him.
She never thought about his death, but she was selfish to hope that after her death, he would live well.
It's just really, too tired.
She had also sincerely hoped that she would not see him again in the next life.
Huo Jingchen looked at her and said hoarsely: "I thought You will hate me. "
Zhao Siqing did not speak, but thought of the long ten years of his previous life.
He filled every corner of her life. She remembered that he had clumsily tried to treat her gently, understood the loneliness behind his tough, and understood the difficulty of his walking.
She could see all his bad things, but she didn't understand those hidden good things.
She is not a hard hearted person, how can she not understand that his bullying and paranoia are all out of love, just at the beginning They don't understand.
Seeing that she didn't make a sound, Huo Jingchen slowly handed her the gun in his hand.
Zhao Siqing was stunned for a few seconds, looking at the black pistol in front of him. For a while, he didn't understand his intention.
Huo Jingchen's dark eyes are deep, his voice is hoarse and deep: "if you still can't escape from me in this life, don't point the gun at yourself, at me."
Zhao Siqing looked at him dejectedly, but he didn't expect that he would say that.
Huo Jingchen chuckled at her. The bright smile on her face was as gentle as a demon.
He whispered, "as long as I die you will be free."
Zhao Siqing's finger with a gun quivered slightly, looking at the man who doted on her in front of him, and tears came to his eyes.
Huo Jingchen slowly reached out to wipe away tears for her, gently coaxed: "don't cry."
As long as she was there, he would not die.
But when she shoots, he won't hide.
He was afraid that one day he could not control himself, but he hoped that the person who died this time was not her.
He wants to give her a complete life, but his existence is the biggest obstacle.
Zhao Siqing leaned on his shoulder and whispered, "I'm not so stupid. I killed the master of the Huo family. I don't have a way to live. I'm afraid I have to pay for your life..."
After a pause, Zhao Siqing continued: "I think you are very domineering, so you didn't make a good idea. Maybe I want to die with me, or with you forever. "
Huo Jingchen chuckled and whispered, "I'll let Tang Zhi handle it for you."
Zhao Siqing's eyes were sour, but he felt as if he was explaining his future affairs to himself. He couldn't help shaking his head and whispering, "no, I don't..."
Huo Jingchen didn't make a sound this time, just patted her back gently.
"I'll be sad and miserable all my life." Zhao Siqing murmured to himself and spoke softly.
Huo Jingchen couldn't help laughing and said softly, "it seems that you can only keep pestering me like this for a lifetime."
Zhao Siqing didn't make a sound. He was in a trance depending on a man's arms.
Huo Jingchen said in a low voice, "Qing Qing, do you think it's fate? Even if it's death, it still can't separate you from me. We will meet each other forever."