Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping - Chapter 2631

[Chapter 2631 Happy King, You Don’t Know (77)]
In this life, like Du Jiusheng, he has suffered too much, and now he can finally enjoy happiness. She didn’t understand why he was so persistent in going to the battlefield.
“I still remember that we were in this corridor when we first met.” Luo Qingchen half-closed her eyes, and she seemed to see traces of time in her clear eyes.
The mute slave kept his head down and did not make any other movements.
Luo Qingchen shrugged his shoulders and said with a light smile: “Why do I feel that the older you are, the more similar you are to Brother Jiusheng, and there seems to be a kind of stubbornness in your bones.”
Du Jiusheng stopped in his tracks and used a special looked at her deeply.
You can’t express your deep affection, you can’t show your true feelings.
He could only look at her once, then at her again, with complex eyes that alternated between light and dark.
Looking at such eyes, Luo Qingchen froze for a moment, her heart beating slightly.
She didn’t know why she felt this way, she only knew that this feeling was very sad.
Like a candy sinking into the frozen ice, there is no sweetness anymore.
Du Jiusheng quietly sat down beside him, picked up the branch at his feet and wrote a line.
He specially wrote it crookedly, in case she would recognize it.
After all, when they were in Beihan Palace, they used to write so happily.
— After I leave, you have to take good care of yourself.
He hesitated for a long time, but finally wrote this line.
Luo Qingchen looked at his handwriting, squinted his eyes and said, “Why do I feel that your handwriting is three points the same as Brother
Jiusheng’s?” Du Jiusheng, who lowered his head, trembled slightly with his fingertips, he still wanted to write What is in place, no matter how trembling the branches can write, I can’t write.
“What’s wrong?” Luo Qingchen asked in a daze, “Is the wound open?”
Du Jiusheng shook his head and wrote down.
—No problem.
“You say you, obviously the wound hasn’t healed, obviously the body hasn’t healed yet, so there’s no need to go to the front line.” Luo Qingchen frowned and said: “It’s not that you can win the battle if you go, how can you help Huh ?”
She met Du Jiusheng on the road just now, and he told her that the dumb slave was going to the border.
Such news made her very puzzled, so she asked about the whereabouts of the dumb slave, but she did not expect him to come to Nian’an’s bedroom.
After an unknown amount of time, Du Jiusheng quietly wrote a line.
The handwriting was scribbled, and Du Jiusheng wiped it away with a branch as soon as he finished writing it.
Luo Qingchen didn’t see the line he wrote, but Du Jiusheng remembered that line in his heart.
——Because I want to keep you safe in this life.
The snow was getting heavier, and Luo Qingchen saw that the dumb slave hadn’t spoken for a long time, so she sighed helplessly: “If you really want to go, I can’t stop you, but you have to promise me, be careful in everything.
” There was fear in her eyes, it was like a place where people could eat people.
It’s hard to come back if you go… For
example, Yaoyao, who she still can’t forget.
He nodded slightly, looking at the sky full of snow, there were bursts of haze in those deep eyes.
No matter how white the snow is, it cannot be pushed away.
He took two steps, but Luo Qingchen was still standing there.
He froze for a moment, then turned around slowly and met her eyes.
At that moment, Luo Qingchen felt a spiritual touch, and his eyes turned red instantly.
She didn’t know why she felt this way, but she only knew that in this snow-covered promenade, she felt a particularly sad feeling when she looked at the mute slave in front of her.
This kind of sadness is neither clear nor clear.
“You…do you have to go?”
After a long time, Luo Qingchen opened his mouth slowly, and said something that even made him feel strange.
She didn’t want him to go, she knew it.
[End of This Chapter]
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