As soon as he finished speaking, Song Qingyou trembled with his legs, hugged Lu Jiye and stood up slowly, mumbling incessantly.
"Yes, yes, yes, look for Lu Jingchen.
Lu Jingchen must have a way to save Guan Qing.
He must have a way to save Guan Qing."
Song Qingyou was talking to himself, walking around with trembling legs, aimlessly walking around Ye Guanqing.
Seeing Song Qingyou's empty and desperate eyes, Song Mobei's heart ached.
He quickly stood up, hugged Song Qingyou into his arms, and kept repeating.
"Yuyou, wake up, wake up, realize that he is already dead, he is already dead."
Song Mobei knew that Song Qingyou could not face the fact that Ye Guanqing was dead, so he imprisoned himself in his own world.
She didn't dare to accept this fact, and she couldn't accept it.
But no matter how much she deceived herself, Ye Guanqing left in the end.
"No, no, no, how could Guan Qing die?
How could he die?
He just said clearly that he would protect me well.
He clearly said that he would protect me well."
Song Qingyou struggled to break free from Song Mobei's arms and asked loudly.
How could Ye Guanqing die?
How could he die?
He was clearly fine just now, how could he die?
"Guanqing is dead, he is really dead" As soon as Song Mobei finished speaking, Lu Jiye, who had been staying quietly in Song Qingyou's arms, suddenly burst into tears.
The childish cry slowly restored some clarity to Song Qingyou's unfocused eyes.
She slowly lowered her head and looked at Lu Jiye in her arms, then at Song Mobei, and finally at An Ran, who was lying peacefully on the ground.
Ye Guanqing raised his head with red eyes and looked at Song Mobei helplessly, his voice hoarse and desperate.
"Brother, Guanqing died.
Guanqing died to save me.
He died to save me.
He died."
After Song Qingyou finished speaking, despair surged into her heart like a frenzy, and waves of heart-wrenching pain hit her heart.
Boundless despair and pain enveloped her whole body.
Her whole body felt as if she was in an ice cellar, and her whole body was extremely cold.
Seeing Song Qingyou finally regaining consciousness, Song Mobei felt relieved and comforted him in a low voice.
"Yuyou, the last thing Guan Qing wants to see is you like this.
If you want him to leave quietly, then you must be strong."
Seeing that Song Qingyou had listened to his words, Song Mobei's face softened, he held her hands tightly and looked at her intently.
"Don't you want to take revenge for Guan Qing?"
Song Mobei originally wanted to encourage Song Qingyou to be strong, but he didn't expect that after Song Qingyou heard his words, her whole body seemed to see the dawn, her eyes suddenly lit up, and her usually calm and indifferent eyes were filled with dazzling light and madness.
"Yes, yes, I want to avenge Guan Qing, I want to avenge Guan Qing, I can't do this, I can't do this, I still want to avenge, and I want to avenge Guan Qing."
After Song Qingyou muttered incoherently, he handed Lu Jiye in his arms to Song Mobei, took the gun in his hand, and looked at him intently.
"Brother, you are right.
I want to be strong.
I want to avenge Guanqing.
I want to avenge Guanqing.
I want to avenge him."
Looking at the somewhat crazy Song Qingyou in front of him, Song Mobei's eyes tightened, and his face was suddenly filled with worry.
Just as he was about to speak, he saw her turning around with a cold expression on her face, and walking step by step towards the kneeling body not far away, unable to move.
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Cheng Ji walked away.
Cheng Ji, who was kneeling on the ground, couldn't help but feel a trace of panic and panic in his eyes when he saw Song Qingyou, who was walking towards him with cold eyes and a face like a Rakshasa.
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