Hei Di's Seven Days of Love

He just stared at her intently.

Under the eyes, there are some floating emotions.

She was a little confused by those eyes, pursed her lips, and just looked at him like that.

Neither of them spoke.

Gu Bei has already left. [

In the silent night, they looked at each other.

The eyes are not entwined.

One hot, one cold.

It turns out that the heart that has died will no longer fluctuate.

It's like the distance between life and death, like a long time and space, like a catastrophe of life, and rebirth again.

He looked at her quietly, suddenly smiled slowly, and then slowly opened his mouth, and said softly: "You... are not dead."

Only three words.

You are not dead.

die……………

The cold voice suddenly thrown down, carrying three words with such unclear meanings, made Jin Qiu feel dizzy for a moment.

The person in front of him is a figure he is no longer familiar with.

Even if his face was destroyed, she could still remember it clearly.

His voice is still so cold... the coldness is boundless.

There is no affection, nor any color.

Just three simple and low-key words.

You are not dead.

She felt overwhelming pain all over her body.

But she can pretend to be so quiet.

God knows how badly she was hurt, so badly that now, she has no passion at all. [

It was like, my heart was dug out by someone with a knife, and a thick cocoon formed, and it seemed that it would never bleed again.

How deep does it take to be invulnerable?

Even, Jin Qiu found that she didn't need to deliberately pretend, she could look at Su Mo with a faint smile, and said to him in a calm tone, "Yes, I'm not dead."

There is no previous charm, nor the gentleness towards her. What she has is just boundless, boundless... calm, peaceful, and alienated.

Su Mo stood there, staring at Jin Qiu.

[Said, I slept with the ugly duckling Qingwu last night, I squeezed the duck~~~hahaha~~~~]