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Chapter 358 If you can go out, marry me?  !

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    "Are you trying to comfort me?"

    Hearing Bu Feifan's words, Qing Yao smiled softly, but the smile was forced and her face was pale.

    "We can definitely go out!"

    Looking at Qingyao seriously, Bu Feifan's eyes were full of determination, and he said every word with a loud voice.

    You can't tell anyone about the Nine Orifices to the Sacred Heart, not even Qingyao, so Bu Feifan can't explain too much to Qingyao, but he knows that no matter what, he will definitely take Qingyao out  !

    "You are so kind, you still comfort me at this time."

    Qing Yao shook her head slowly, her face was ashen, and she said weakly: "Unfortunately, my life is not long."

    As she spoke, Qing Yao's expression darkened a little, she just felt a little cold in her body, and couldn't help curling up slightly.

    She withdrew her gaze from looking at the sky above the Necromancer Abyss. Under such a desperate situation, knowing that she could not survive, the emotion and pain that had been suppressed in her heart finally burst out completely.

    "You must really want to know why I am like this all of a sudden, right?"

    Qing Yao said faintly, Bu Feifan has been comforting and caring for her for a while, and in this desperate situation, Bu Feifan is his closest person, so he has no worries at this time.

    "If you want to say it, I'll listen, if you don't, I'll watch it with you."

    Bu Feifan said softly, with a gentle tone.

    He knew that Qingyao was going to tell that matter. Once this kind of thing was said, the emotions that had been dusty for many years would explode once.  help, not to mention being able to face those things calmly,

    to

    Less, not so painful.

    Qing Yao seemed not to have heard Bu Feifan's words, her beautiful eyes were sunken, she was weak, and she murmured to herself: "When I was very young, I also lived in a similar environment, and that was also a lifeless person.  place, with me, and my mother

    "

    Qing Yao's words echoed slowly in this stone room, appearing very plain, like talking in a dream.

    But Bu Feifan could clearly feel how much pain Qingyao had endured to say these words.

    Listening quietly to Qing Yao's words, Bu Feifan and Qing Yao sat on the ground together, silent for a while, not knowing what to say.

    He has read "Zhu Xian Zhi", so he already knows the painful childhood memory that Qing Yao narrated.

    But the thing has already happened, he can do nothing, he can only listen like this, listening to the tragic past that Qing Yao confides in his heart.

    Bu Feifan knew that Qingyao must be in extreme pain, but he asked himself, in the desperate situation at that time, there was no other way except Qingyao's mother's way.

    In that case, at least Qingyao survived and waited until the ghost king was gone.

    If not, Qing Yao and her mother would both die in that desperate situation.

    This seems to be an easy multiple-choice question, but the pain in the heart of the person doing the question far exceeds the pain of cutting flesh.

    But Qingyao's mother's pain is not as good as Qingyao's.

    At least for Qingyao's mother at the time, Qingyao was her hope for doing so. She hoped that Qingyao could get out of that desperate situation, and doing so had a glimmer of hope.

    Because of holding on to hope, there is some pain, which is still within the bearable range.

    But for the young Qingyao at that time, when she knew that she could survive, but she relied on her mother to cut meat to feed her, what kind of collapse and pain must have been in her heart.

    Bu Feifan could feel that although Qingyao had never suffered the pain of cutting her flesh, the pain she endured in her heart far surpassed that of cutting her flesh.

    "Now you know why I am like this?"

    Taking a deep breath, Qing Yao gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, but she couldn't wipe them away. She tried hard to force herself to calm down, and raised her head slightly. On that pretty face, there was a pale, pear blossom with rain  , the voice should be as flat as possible.

    She didn't know why she said these things to Bu Feifei.

    Perhaps those things have been kept in my heart for too long, and I have never told anyone about them, so I finally couldn't bear them this time.

    Perhaps it was because of the contact with Bu Feifan that they developed feelings for each other.

     Perhaps this place is already a place of death, and I should die here too. For these dusty things, finding someone to listen to before dying can be regarded as expressing my sadness.

    Qing Yao's thoughts are very confused now, and she can't tell what's going on with her now, but she is still forcing her voice to become calmer.

    She didn't want to be on this matter, and every time she thought about it, she was always miserable.

    But Qingyao still became more powerless, her body was already extremely weak, and there were tears in her beautiful eyes, as if she was slowly going to sleep.

    Mouth opened, Bu Feifan wanted to say some comforting words, but the words were on his lips, and he didn't know how to say them.

    After being silent for a long time, Bu Feifan spoke slowly and firmly said: "From now on, with me here, I will never let that kind of thing happen again!"

    I don't know if I said this sentence intentionally, or because I felt something, but Bu Feifei said it firmly.

    See the truth in adversity.

    Previously, Bu Feifan was killed, and Qingyao saved herself regardless of her own life.

    At this time, Qingyao was hurt by the scene, immersed in the psychological shadow of sadness and fear, and couldn't extricate herself. Bu Feifan couldn't restore what happened at the beginning, but he could give Qingyao a promise and fulfill it.

    The relationship between the two is precious only when they are in mutual adversity.

    After hearing Bu Feifan's words, Qing Yao was slightly taken aback, and remained silent for a long, long time.

    Looking at Bu Feifan's firm expression with beautiful eyes, Qing Yao suddenly felt a little tired.

    She bears that kind of shadow in her heart alone. After so many years, it still seems like it happened yesterday, and her memory is still fresh.

    At this time, I said the things that were dusty in my heart, as if I had vented my emotions, and I was relieved, as if someone finally shared it with me.

    No matter how strong Qing Yao is, she is just a young girl.

    "Thank you."

    After a long silence, there was Qing Yao's soft voice of thanks, and she opened her beautiful eyes hard, just staring at Bu Feifan, looking at Bu Feifan's face, suddenly felt so warm.

    It turns out that the feeling of someone giving oneself a promise from the heart is so beautiful.

    Qing Yao knew that the promise Bu Feifan said must be from the heart, which stems from the contact during this period of time, and it also stems from Qing Yao's belief in Bu Feifan.

    If Qingyao didn't believe in Bu Feifan, even in this deadly place, she wouldn't easily reveal the dusty past.

    There are only three people who know what is going on in her heart, one is herself, the other is You Ji, the messenger of the Suzaku, and the third is the ghost king Wanqian.

    Now, there is a fourth person, and that is Bu Feifan.

    In Qing Yao's heart, only the closest people can know about this matter.

    When she said such a thing, it meant that she had no pretense at all in front of Bu Feifan.

    That was the longest and deepest memory in her heart, and at this moment, it seemed as if she had directly opened a bloody wound and revealed it to Bu Feifan.

    At this time, Bu Feifan, in Qingyao's heart, is already similar to the position in the heart of the ghost king Wanwan.

    Looking at Bu Feifan with beautiful eyes, Qingyao knew in her heart that apart from this person, no one else in the world would know what was in her heart.

    After staring at it for a long time, Qing Yao suddenly and slowly leaned her body against Bu Fei Fei, as if warming up slightly from the cold, she opened her mouth softly, and whispered: "If you can go out, would you marry me?  !¡± (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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