Qing Siqing Palace

Chapter 41

What about congenital heart disease?

There are many people who do not have this disease, but how many of them live as clearly as she does?She always knew that she loved Qi Feng...


One more day to live, one more day to love.


Qi Feng, Qi Feng...


If ten years of waiting can be exchanged for the last moment of staying together, it will be worth it to her, Han Ximo.


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Lying on the big white bed, the floor-to-ceiling windows are transparent, and there is bright sunlight outside the window. A beam of sunlight shines through the glass on Han Ximo's sleeping face. Laughed.


Sitting beside the bed was a handsome man who looked like the fallen angel Lucifer.His left hand tightly held Han Ximo's...


Ten fingers intertwined, as if they were holding the lingering love that neither of them had been indifferent for ten years.


Qi Feng looked at the curvature of Han Ximo's lips, and just stared at it blankly, as if he saw the most magnificent treasure in the world, and he couldn't bear to look away for a moment.


He knew about the criminal's death.He watched all the developments with cold eyes, not thinking about the strict protection of that person in the secret place.


Soon after, God gave him one of the harshest punishments.


It turned out that the heart that was pierced by the bullet, the original heart...


Gently raised Han Ximo's hand, and kissed her fingertips lightly.


Qi Feng pursed his lips, as if he had a lot to say, but couldn't open his mouth...


In the end, it could only be turned into a soft whisper, he said: "Ximo... Ximo..." one by one, over and over again.It slowly drifted away in this warm small building, and circled for a long time.


Perhaps, they also echoed in Han Ximo's dream...


Three days have passed, cruel three days.It is enough to torture a cold and arrogant Satan like Qi Feng into a fragile young man...


He fell beside Han Ximo, and still did not let go of her with his right hand.


One day ten years ago, he also held her hand like this, a warm and soft hand.


But how could he have imagined that the owner of this hand was walking on the verge of life and death every day?

Do not!

Heaven is not suitable for her, it is too lonely and hypocritical!She is a real person.


So, drag her to hell?

Qi Feng grabbed Han Ximo's neck and let her lean against his chest.


To drag her into hell?This makes him, how can he be willing.


She should always stand quietly in the summer afternoon, the sun swaying on her fair cheeks, making her whole body seem transparent.


With her like this, there is always a cool smile on the corner of her lips, and when he looks at her, he will be obsessed...


This kind of her is not suitable for heaven, nor for hell.


So, she has to live, live well...


Some dark, dank underground prison...


There are many panicked people locked in the iron cage. Their eyes are either dull or shocked, and the corners of their eyes are shining with fragility that is about to collapse...


The underground doctor shook his head. He didn't know how many tests and checks he had done.However, with so many people, no heart is suitable.


However, there are more and more missing persons in the city, and the police have attached great importance to them.It will become more and more difficult to start in the future...


At this time, the phone on the wall rang.The underground doctor rushed to pick it up, "Yes, it's the young master." Suddenly, the doctor's eyes widened, and there was consternation and panic in it! "What? You! You! I can't test you!"


--Snapped--


The phone fell over there.But the underground doctor, who was used to all kinds of cruel scenes, was so frightened that his legs became weak and he slowly fell to the ground.


How can it be?How can this be? !
(End of this chapter)