Chapter 1622: Rongci (7)
Chapter 1622 Rongci (7)
“This is my own business.”
Rong Ci paused for a moment, his pupils shrank, he looked into Lan Xi's red eyes, and finally looked away, not looking at her.
Yes, this is his own business. She is just an outsider and has no right to interfere.
Lan Xi sniffed, wiped her tears, and said, "Rong Ci, tell me, if Sanskrit is really... what will you do?"
Rong Ci closed his eyes and took a breath.
Rong Ci didn't answer. Lan Xi knew what the answer was, even if he was just lying to her.
But he didn't even want to give her a reason to lie to her.
“Rong Ci, I just hope you can live well.”
After Lan Xi said this, he turned and left.
Rong Ci looked at Lan Xi’s frail figure as he left. During this period, he had been forcing himself not to pay attention to Lan Xi, who was gradually getting weaker. However, it was obvious that in order to save Fanyin, Lan Xi's own body couldn't bear it.
If Rong Ci has been sorry to anyone in his life, it was Fanyin before, but now it is Lan Xi.
These two women are exactly the ones Rong Ci doesn’t want to hurt the most.
There is a time when fate is so wonderful.
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The day that Fanyin left, the weather was very good and the sun was very warm. Fanyin suddenly said to Rong Ci: "Rong Ci, I want to watch the sunset."
Everyone else likes the sunrise, but only Sanskrit likes the sunset. After sunset, there is an endless night.
Fan Yin used to love watching the sunset, and when she was dying, she also wanted to watch the sunset one last time.
Sanskrit sounds belong to the night, and she will only look up to the sky in the long dark night. She likes the stars, the moon, the night sky, and their cool, dazzling but not burning brilliance.
She was afraid of the sun and the dazzling light during the day. She did not dare to be exposed to the sun.
She felt that she was dirty and guilty.
And the sun made it impossible for her to escape.
Rong Ci trembled when he heard the word "once" in Sanskrit words.
I don’t know if it was a tacit understanding between the two people, but at this moment, Rong Ci suddenly realized that the time had come.
His Sanskrit will leave him forever.
Rong Ci did not act hysterical, and did not even frown and shed a tear.
He didn't want Fanyin to leave with such a memory of him. Fanyin said that he liked his smiling face, so he would definitely smile in the end.
Rong Ci helped Fanyin get out of bed. Fanyin had been lying on the bed during this period. She hardly got out of bed except for washing and going to the toilet. Because it was so physically painful, every step I took was torture.
But today, Sanskrit feels relaxed, a kind of liberated relaxation.
Her life has been too hasty and she has been living in darkness. In her next life, she wants to be a carefree person. Have your own pursuits and dreams, and have things you like to do. Don't worry about waking up in a pool of blood, don't worry about the eyes staring at you in the dark.
Fanyin leaned on Rongci's shoulder, watching the sun in the west slowly approaching the distant mountains. Rong Ci's hands held Fanyin's cold hands. Rong Ci's palms were very warm, but no matter what, Fanyin's hands could not be warmed.
Fanyin's mouth corners raised, revealing a gentle smile.
“Rong Ci, I seem to have seen what you looked like when I first saw you.”
Rong Ci also smiled softly, "Well, my expression must have been very silly at that time."
"Ha ha."
Sangyin smiled.
Rong Ci almost forgot, it turns out that Sanskrit laughter can be so clean. Like a child without any worries.
(End of this chapter)