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Chapter 1410 Death Girl VS Desperate Female Supporting Partner (24)

She is well aware of those of them who are engaged in the art industry and their obsessive pursuit of beauty.

Qiao Zhihe's surging emotions were beaten back by a basin of cold water when he saw Gu Sheng's face sculpted by ice and snow.

Seeing that the other party didn't ask what he meant, he took back the words that came to his mouth.

The two sat quietly like this, surrounded by dancing fireflies, and looking up, there were bright stars.

Gu Shengyin suddenly fell back like this, lying in the grass.

Qiao Zhihe looked at her with some surprise. In his mind, Sister Death's words and deeds seemed to be trained by the harshest dogma.

Every move, even the standing posture is very strict.

It was the first time he had seen her act so... informally.

But because of this, some secret joy rose in his heart.

Such a death sister seems to have a touch of humanity.

He imitated Gu Shengyin's movements, put his hands on his head, and lay down on the grass.

Looking at the sky like this, it is completely unclear which are fireflies and which are stars.

Gu Shengyin suddenly spoke: "I don't remember how many years I have been the god of death, nor do I remember how many souls entered the underworld from my hands."

Qiao Zhihe didn't understand what she wanted to express, but he could tell that Gu Shengyin wanted to talk to someone.

So he didn't interrupt or ask questions, but listened to her quietly.

Gu Shengyin's cold voice is like a clear spring flowing slowly in such a summer night, which can easily soothe the last trace of dryness in people's hearts.

"You are the only one who can see me as a stranger."

Qiao Zhihe couldn't help showing a smile: He is also a very special existence to Sister Death.

This realization made him very happy.

"I've seen all kinds of people facing death... Xiaohe, let me ask you a question."

Qiao Zhihe concentrated his attention: "What's the problem, Sister Death?"

Gu Shengyin heard his own calm voice: "If one day you knew that you were about to die, what kind of thoughts would you have?"

Her voice was too flat, so flat that Qiao Zhihe thought that she really just wanted to ask a question on a whim.

He thought about it seriously, and finally said: "Maybe I will be very unwilling?"

Gu Shengyin repeated: "Not reconciled?"

"That's right!" Qiao Zhihe said with a smile: "I'm only 17 years old. My dream is to become a famous painter. Now this road has just begun. I haven't proved to my parents that I made the right choice; I'm only one son, and they'd be sad if I died; I haven't..."

He stopped abruptly.

Finally he said: "I still want to live for a long, long time."

Gu Shengyin just listened quietly, she heard that Qiao Zhihe still had something to say, but it should be a little secret belonging to young people, so she didn't pursue it.

Qiao Zhihe said softly what he hadn't said in his heart: I haven't confessed to the person I like, and I probably won't confess to her, but I will work hard to live for a long, long time. Time can last for a long time.

Gu Shengyin turned his head and looked at the young man's bright eyes under the shadow of firefly lights, filled with vigor and vitality.

Such a teenager, his life will end in two months.

(End of this chapter)