Cheng Shijian panicked and stood in the living room holding Gu Ruojiao in his arms.

Watching her wings gradually disappear, the end of her eyes gradually turned red, and tears slowly accumulated in her eye sockets.

"Little devil, wake up." He put her on his stomach, trying to warm her with his own body temperature, "Don't you want me to make a contract with you? I promise you, don't leave me."

His voice choked up, showing emotion for the first time.

It was at this time that he looked a little like a child.

But the little devil didn't wake up immediately.

She seemed to be dead, lying softly in Cheng Shijian's arms.

Soon, her fingers also began to become transparent.

Cheng Shijian reached out to hold her, trying to keep her in this way.

But the finger went through.

As if frightened, he stared at Gu Ruojiao blankly.

After a while, the whole person seemed to have no strength at once, and the hands unconsciously repeated the gesture of holding, as if this could stop her gradually transparent body.

"Little devil, are you leaving me too?"

It was only at this time that he finally showed a trace of grievance.

"Even you are leaving me, aren't you?"

Cheng Shijian realized that he had been left behind again.

He lowered his head and buried his face in his arms.

"He's right, I shouldn't have come to this world, I should have died."

In the past, every time Cheng Dazhao got angry or took it out on him when he was drunk, he would scold him that he shouldn't have been born, he was a burden, why didn't he die.

At that time, Cheng Shijian couldn't understand why after they gave birth to him, they wished that he had never lived in this world. If so, why did they give birth to him in the first place.

"You don't want me, so why am I still alive?"

He fell into self-doubt and despair, and for the first time had the idea of ​​giving up on himself.

At this moment, his fingers were suddenly held.

It's Gu Ruojiao.

She struggled to wake up, and with the hand that hadn't completely disappeared, she tightly held his hand that was trying to grasp him.

"Nonsense... I didn't want you."

She pretended to be fierce, but the words she said were very light, almost blown away by the wind.

"You are not allowed to die... If you die, who will form a bond with me..."

"Little devil!" Cheng Shijian's eyes lit up, he wanted to touch her but dared not, "Are you going to die?"

"Yeah." Gu Ruojiao revealed an aggrieved expression.

She was really going to disappear. If the system hadn't called her crazily in her mind, she probably wouldn't have woken up to see him for the last time.

"Then how can you not die? Make a bond with me?" He didn't say nonsense, "What should I do?"

Gu Ruojiao didn't expect his attitude to change so suddenly that she couldn't react.

"Are you really willing to form a bond with me?"

"Well, you tell me what to do? Is it... to swear?"

"That's not necessary." Gu Ruojiao struggled to conjure a piece of paper.

The color of the paper is the color of kraft paper from the last century, with ancient totems and patterns painted on it, as well as ancient phonetic characters.

"Just put your handprint on it."

She pointed to the empty space in the lower right corner, and then wanted to explain to him what was written on it by the way.

However, Cheng Shijian didn't even listen, and directly pressed his little thumb on the vacant place.

In an instant, the paper burst into a dazzling red light.

At the same time, a heart-shaped curse mark slowly appeared between Gu Ruojiao's eyebrows, and a force seemed to be injected into her body, which made her feel a little uncomfortable.

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