my guard

Chapter 175

Chen Zhao stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch someone's face, but what his hand touched was a cloud of air and rainwater on his hand.

His face was stained with sadness, it was so cold that he shivered.

Tan Niang said, "I'll help you get some clothes."

Chen Zhao thanked her, and from the corner of her eye, she saw Tan Niang get up and enter the house.

Chen Zhao was still sitting where he was, and he suddenly remembered that he had left the princess's handwriting.He wanted to find out and take a look, but he felt that if he didn't find out, he might never have another chance.

He leaned on the wall and stood up little by little.Such a little movement made him sweat coldly, and when he stood up, he felt a little dizzy.He looked out of the window again, and the Albizia julibrissin filled his entire vision, a gorgeous one.

His eyes were black for a while, and red for a while, and it took a long time to see things clearly.

From the distance from the window to the door, Chen Zhao walked very slowly, getting slower and slower.

He put his hand on the door and tried to open it, but he had no strength at all.He coughed so badly that his lungs hurt, and he bent down. Red and black liquid flowed out from his mouth, from between his fingers, and wet the white clothes on his body.

This is death again.

He fell to the ground, his consciousness began to blur, but his hands were unwilling to grab the door, and stretched out towards the half-covered gap.

Tanniang explained that she would call back his soul tomorrow... She had always refused to help him before, saying that it took too much effort to change his fate against the sky, and she didn't have the energy to call back his soul again.

But just now she agreed to call him back... She agreed, but he couldn't even wait for tomorrow?
Although he always said that he would be reborn, and that he would give himself a chance to start from scratch, Chen Zhao had always hoped so.But deep down in his heart, he didn't quite believe it.Even if Tan Niang lied to him, he would only choose to believe it foolishly.

He just felt that he would never see the princess again.

There used to be a gap between life and death, and if we don't see each other again, we can still say that after death, there may be a chance.

But now he began to think that even if he died, he would not be able to see him.Compared with her never wanting to see him, what is the difference between life and death?

He is about to die, he probably has no reincarnation, what should he do?

There was water hitting the back of his hand, patter, with the cool breeze from outside.There were footsteps hurrying over, but unfortunately the sound he heard was getting smaller and smaller.

He was dying, and he knew it.

Yuli, Yuli... where are you?What do I have to do before you forgive me?
He really wanted, really wanted to see him right away.

This was the last day of Chen Shizi's life in this world. It was raining, and the red acacia flowers were wet. The door of the wing room was half-open, with a bony hand resting on the door.The young man who fell on the ground, his face was drenched by rainwater, his eyes were wide open, but he was not at all energetic.

Perhaps at the last moment, he was still thinking about how to reunite with his wife.

Tan Niang walked to his side, when she arrived, his body was already completely cold.Tanniang quietly thought, maybe this is a good thing, she doesn't have to waste energy thinking about the summoning of souls tomorrow.

Chen Zhao no longer needs her to summon his soul.

Tanniang squatted down, stretched out her hand to cover his eyes that he refused to close.She touched the tears from the corners of the young man's eyes and gently wiped them away.

His wife has been dead for half a year, maybe waiting for him, maybe not waiting for him.

He is lonely and desperate to change his life, trying to catch up with his wife.

Maybe he will catch up, maybe he will never catch up.

This is really impossible.

The dawn of the morning and the sunset of the morning.The lingering youth, the white head of sighing.

Not bald, but life and death.

Nanming Palace has long since disappeared.Most things in the world are like this.

Chen Shizi is dead, he will spend his whole life looking for her again, he himself does not know what the result will be.Emotions in the world are mixed, and there are no exceptions.

(End of this chapter)