Third Master, your painting style is crooked again

600 The Finale 30
Yuan Feiqian couldn't figure it out, she just felt a headache, face pain, and burning pain all over her body, especially her heart, which was indescribably painful.

Thinking of Qing Yishen who died in front of her, she couldn't help crying: "Qing Yishen! Qing Yishen! Brother Shen! Brother Shen..."

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from my ear: "Qianqian! I'm here, Qianqian!"

Hearing this familiar voice, she turned her head and looked over, only to find that that person was nowhere to be seen in the vast sea of ​​flames!
A more excited voice came from her ear, and someone held her hand.

That person kept telling her, "Don't be afraid Qianqian, I'm here, and brother Shen is here."

"Will you wake up soon? Can you wake up from your dream soon?"

"Please wake up...please..."

That voice kept echoing in my ears and kept repeating.

She heard it, but she was thinking, what does it mean to wake her up soon?
Is she in a dream now?
Turning her head, she looked at the sea of ​​flames not far away, and suddenly found that she was getting farther and farther away from the room where the explosion occurred.

There was a strong wind roaring behind her, and she turned her head to look, and found a huge vortex appeared there.

The strong wind blew her into that vortex.

……

After a while of dizziness, she suddenly opened her eyes wide and panted heavily.

"Qianqian!" A crying and laughing voice came from her ear: "Qianqian, you finally woke up!"

Yuan Feiqian turned his head to look over, and saw a haggard and unshaven man beside the bed.

He looked at her with red eyes, and his voice was choked with sobs: "It's good to wake up, it's good to wake up! Is there any discomfort? Drink some water first, okay?"

Yuan Feiqian didn't answer, but suddenly hugged him: "Am I dreaming now?"

"No!" Qing Yishen, who was being hugged, was taken aback for a moment, and then reached out and hugged him back: "It's not a dream! It's real!"

Feeling this real person, Yuan Feiqian breathed a sigh of relief.

After a long time, she raised her eyes and looked seriously at the man who was haggard and sad for herself, and then remembered what she had just experienced before.

Thinking of his final ending, she felt inexplicably sad, her eyes were red with tears.

Seeing this, Qing Yishen looked nervous: "What's wrong with Qianqian? Does it hurt somewhere? I'm calling a doctor!"

"No need." Yuan Feiqian's voice was a little choked up: "I don't feel any pain."

Qing Yi looked at her deeply, still not sure: "Are you really all right?"

Yuan Feiqian looked at him, but hugged him tightly without letting go, and murmured, "I seem to have seen my previous life just now."

After a slight pause, she added: "It's the previous life that Jin Yiqing was talking about."

She leaned against Qing Yishen's arms, so she didn't see Qing Yishen's face change when she heard this.

Slightly calmed down, Yuan Feiqian's voice was still choked with sobs: "I saw that you were killed in the bombing in the end, and someone used my body to lead you to a room where you were blown up. You couldn't even hear me calling you, It's too late to run..."

As she spoke, she couldn't help crying again.

That scene was too tragic, and that man made her feel very distressed.

Qing Yishen lowered his head slowly, gently cupped her face with both hands, and gently wiped away her tears.

But there were too many tears, and the hot tears wet his fingers and burned his heart.

"Qianqian, don't cry." He slowly kissed her tears, whispering: "The matter is over, we are all fine now, aren't we?"

"They are too cruel..." Yuan Feiqian still kept crying: "I have always wondered who wants my hand..."

　[Zuoの话] Thanks to Xiao Gongju for the reward of "Huahuahuamengbei", add 4 more
　　
　
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