She was born again, and they didn't know it.

"I'm sorry."

Manman pursed her lips as he said to the man holding her, "Manman was killed by the two of us." ”

"You're right, we killed her. If she hadn't known the two of us, she wouldn't have died such a tragic death. ”

The man's voice choked.

"Long Man said before that she wanted to go back to the town to accompany her grandmother, and she wanted to write mountains and rivers and stories there."

"I should have let her go."

"If I could turn back time, I would protect her."

"Heh, time won't go back, if there is an afterlife, I still want to be with her."

"If there is an afterlife, I will know her sooner."

“……”

It's too sad in the dream.

I can't stand the conversation between the two men.

But I wanted to figure out some things, so I followed them all the way unwillingly.

Watch them cremate her together, send her back to town together, and bury her next to Grandma's grave together.

Then they brought out the wine, and the two of them sat down at her grave and drank it.

"Manman, I love you."

"Manman, when I help you take revenge, I'll accompany you."

……

"Wake up."

Someone behind her was shouting to her, and then a hand wiped her tears.

The dream dissipated, and she opened her eyes.

On the opposite side was a pair of dark and affectionate eyes, and the man's slender fingers touched the corners of her eyes.

The handsome face was close at hand, and the breath exhaled was clear and familiar, "Manman, are you dreaming?" ”

Full of distress, overflowing deep eyes.

His tearful eyes blinked lightly and pursed his lips. Flap, slowly reaching out to him.

The man sitting on the edge of the bed did not move, staring at her tenderly, letting her hand touch his face.

There was a hint of tenderness in his eyes full of distress, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, and he raised his other hand to cover hers.

The warmth of his palm seeped into the skin on the back of her hand and into her heart......

"Manman, do you still have a sore throat?"

Zhan Qianyan's voice was slightly hoarse.

A pair of eyes were fixed on her throat, waiting for her to answer.

“……”

Manman opened his mouth and didn't make a sound.

The light of his eyes changed, and a layer of pale appeared on his delicate little face.

Zhan Qianyan's heart was suffocated, and the big hand that grabbed her hand unconsciously tightened his strength, "Manman, you have slept for too long, don't worry, I'll pour you a glass of water to drink." ”

She had been sleeping from yesterday afternoon until this morning, and it must have been because she had slept for too long, so she woke up all of a sudden and couldn't make a sound.

Yan Manman nodded.

What Yao Siyue said suddenly echoed in her ears, and she subconsciously pursed her lips. petal, watching Zhan Qianyan get up and pour water for her.

"Manman, let's get some water."

Zhan Qianyan came to the bed with a water cup, squatted on the side of the bed with a tall body, a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, and handed the water cup to her lips.

Yan Manman took a sip of his hand, then looked up again, looking at him with complicated eyes.

"What's wrong?"

Zhan asked gently.

Yan didn't speak, his eyes flickered, and he lowered his eyes.

"Slowly, drink a little more."

She took two more sips.

Zhan Qianyan didn't urge her to speak, put the water cup on the small table next to him, squatted in front of the bed like that, grabbed her hands, and looked at her affectionately.

"It's been a long time, all those gangsters have been caught, and Yao Siyue is also dead."

Hearing this, he raised his head and looked at Zhan Qianyan.

Yao Siyue is dead?

"She's dead." Zhan Qianyan was afraid that she would blame herself for Yao Siyue's death if she was too kind, so she hurriedly comforted her.

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