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Yan Qi suddenly opened his mouth and called out to her, ""Yu 'er,"

Fu Shang looked up at him.

"If I die for you, will you shed tears for me?"

Fu Shang was stunned for a moment.

She didn't know what kind of love made him say such things to her, and she didn't know if he was just saying it for fun.

However, Fu min clearly felt that at this moment, her heart and the sunlight shining through the leaves trembled fiercely.

He thought of Chen Qingyu.

The man who died in her arms with a smile was so gentle even in death.

Instantly, Fu Shang felt a chill running up his toes.

What did it feel like?

Everything. Everything.

He was at a loss.

Her mind was blank. She felt no fear, no panic, and no helplessness. All that was left was endless coldness.

Her heart had always been like a Lake, without the slightest bit of wandering calmness, just a blank. Yet, it also seemed as if he had lost something very important.

He suddenly sobered up.