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Chapter 191 Wuyin Day, may your afterlife be like a bright river (8)

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    What Yu Wanfeng has always been afraid of, and what he has been avoiding to talk about, has now happened.

    She knew that she might die tomorrow too.

    Before she dies, she wants to embrace everything she can have.

    The voice is faint.

    Clothes rustled.

    Her wandering soul has been wandering for a long time.  It seems that the shore of life cannot be found.

    Is she still alive?

    She felt that she was in a trance for a long time.

    Zhong Chumian raised his body and looked at her with bright black eyes.

    His slender knuckles moved to her temples, brushing away some wet hair.

    The night light dimly illuminated her eyes, and some dazed feelings were brewing in them.

    "Is it cold? Do you want to prescribe You Ting?"

    Zhong Chumian asked her in a low voice.

    Yu Wanfeng shook her head.

    He kissed her.

    Stretching out his long arms, he took the clothes from not far away.

    Behind her, he put her in his arms and hugged her.

    Nothing more to do.

    Yu Wanfeng was blank for a moment.

    She gritted her teeth and asked him again: "Are you sure?"

    It's all over.

    Zhong Chumian leaned against her head, her voice was still low: "Xiaowan, you don't know what you are doing now."

    Yu Wanfeng blushed, and confronted him: "No, I'm sober."

    Zhong Chumian sighed softly.

    "You are sad today, your mind is in a mess, and you are eager to find something to prove that you and I are still alive. But Xiao Wan, I don't want you to regret it."

    Yu Wanfeng was silent.

    Zhong Chumian spoke again: "Xiaowan, we will all live."

    With this sentence, she couldn't bear it anymore.

    Nested in his arms, crying sadly.

    Cry wantonly.

    How many times did you cry?

    have no idea.

    She could only cry in Zhong Chumian's arms.

    She cannot cry with her mother because her mother is more fragile than she is.  Can't cry with Huaijin, Huaijin is already very difficult.

    But Zhong Chumian will tolerate all her weakness and incompetence.

    It's been fourteen days, and in the past fourteen days, everyone has tried their best to keep calm and hide their fears.

    In the past, even though I was full of fear of death, even if I couldn't bear to look at those numbers, I was somewhat lucky in my heart.

    It will never be so unlucky, it's their turn.

    So what if it's your turn?  A few percent of the death rate will never fall on them.

    What's more, they are in good health and young.

    But until he was really close to death, and witnessed Xu Mingchuan's gradual improvement to sudden death, he clearly knew that he was only twenty-five years old

    Yu Wanfeng finally could no longer escape the sense of crisis hidden in her consciousness.

    This is an epidemic, its unknown and dangerous enough to engulf each of them.

    Yu Wanfeng passed through grief and despair, and then a kind of tenacity sprouted.

    In the vast universe, people climb like ants, but as long as there is light like a spark, they will continue to follow the previous ones, and their courage will not fall.

    She grabbed Zhong Chumian's hand and said clearly and firmly: "We must live well."

    Zhong Chumian captured her words, spun a few times at the apex of her heart, and finally fell down.

    He knew she had figured it out.

    "Well, idiot." He hugged her tightly.

    Yu Wanfeng moved, remembered something, and turned to look at him: "Zhong Chumian, youyou really"

    "What?"

    "Really are you sure?"

    Zhong Chumian held her arm and froze for a few seconds.

    Yu Wanfeng is used to stepping on his little tail, which makes him so angry.

    It is the same now.

    If it is not serious, after such closeness, it will undoubtedly add fuel to the fire.

    But Zhong Chumian felt sorry for her, and forcibly suppressed all the emotions that were about to erupt.

    Just moved his hands and put the clothes on for her.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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