She didn't know if he heard it.
But she felt that after saying this, she would have no regrets in her life.
At least.
At least for a second before she died, her beloved boy did not dislike her and laugh at her as much as he did at the beginning, but risked his life to save her.
She didn't know why he wanted to save her, But at least she can lie to herself.
That's because he still loves her.
I really love her.
Mu Jinjin bit his lip in despair, and pulled his hand hard to separate the two hands.
By the time he realized it, she had fallen into the air, looking at him with tearful eyes open in despair but smiling.
As if with his last breath, he was struggling to say a word to him.
"Goodbye."
Itchy.
It's so itchy.
Mu Jinjin felt an itchy sensation on her face, which made her wrinkle uncomfortably.
She felt someone touching her cheek with a hand.
Who is it Is it the whiteness of hell?
When she was in China, she had heard of the legend of Bai Wuchang, who said that after death, Bai Wuchang would remove the remnants of the human breath from the person's body, and then throw the person into the sea of hellfire and burn it, causing the person to completely disappear into the Six Realms.
So now it's Bai Wuchang who is purging her Mu Jinjin thought that there was a ghost caressing his cheek at this moment, and he trembled with fright.
She woke up.
But she didn't dare to open her eyes.
She was afraid to see Bai Wuchang's terrifying appearance with only a white hat but no facial features.
"Don't let me go, don't go to hell, please let me go."
She shook her head and cried in a trembling voice, longing for the white impermanence to let her go.
"If you don't kill me, I can burn a lot of paper money for you when I return to the world, and if you don't like paper money to burn props, it's okay, don't kill me, okay?"
Mu Jin was incoherently talking all kinds of nonsense.
She trembled and said a lot, and the general content could not escape the word begging for mercy.
She wanted "White Impermanence" to let her go.
But the "white impermanence" did not answer, neither refused nor agreed.
Mu Jinjin muttered to himself, and said dozens of words, but he couldn't get an answer.
She closed her mouth a little tiredly, too lazy to say more.
Because she didn't know that this Bai Wuchang could understand the words of the world, she was afraid that what she said would be in vain, so it was better to leave a breath to warm her stomach.
She wanted to open her eyes and look at the "white impermanence" before making plans, but as soon as she opened them, she closed them in fear.
She was afraid.
She was so helpless that she wanted to die, and she was sobbing in her mouth as she shivered, whimpering and whimpering.
"Huh."
She was crying and crying, when suddenly she heard a man's low laughter.
The voice was magnetic and a little hoarse, and although it was tired, it was very nice.
Who's laughing Mu Jinjin felt that this voice was somewhat familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere.
That's not Mu Jinjin became bold after hearing the familiar voice, and slowly opened his big eyes, intending to face everything that followed bravely. for she recognized the owner of the voice.
That was the voice of the boy she loved the most.
No one in this world has a better voice than his, so she will not admit her mistake.
Because I know he's nearby.
So she emboldened.
Her dependence on him is really deep in her bones.
When Mu Jinjin opened her eyes, she was greeted by a golden-white ceiling. oshow7 t1706231537: