The game starts with a dog chasing you. The super system is really [super]

At this moment, Lucy Liu was shocked and looked carefully, and found that the owner of the hand was Fu Zihao.

At this time, Fu Zihao did not open his eyes, his lips trembled slightly, but no sound came out.

Liu Yuling was surprised and happy, and asked with a trembling and anxious voice: "Are you awake? Why don't you talk to me?"

Fu Zihao pointed to his throat and waved his hand gently.

Lucy Liu understood what he meant and said, "You haven't spoken for a long time, so you're not used to it, right?"

Fu Zihao nodded upon hearing this.

Lucy Liu wiped the tears from her face, her eyes full of doubt and grievance, and continued to ask:

"Then why don't you open your eyes and look at me? It's been sixty years, don't you want to see what I look like now?"

Fu Zihao's throat rolled with difficulty, and a hoarse voice like an old bellows came out: "You opened your eyes suddenly, I can't adapt to the light, can you turn off the lights first and let me adapt slowly?"

Upon hearing this, Lucy Liu turned around hurriedly, but before she took a few steps, she was suddenly hit by a strong feeling of dizziness and her body couldn't help but sway.

At this moment, she suddenly realized that blood was still dripping from her wrist. The bright red blood dripping onto the ground was shocking.

She reached out in panic and tore off a piece of cloth from her clothes. With trembling hands, she wrapped the cloth tightly around her wrist, trying to stop the blood from flowing.

Then, she suppressed her discomfort, groped her way to the wall, and turned off the light switch with a "click".

The room was instantly shrouded in darkness, with only a few cold rays of moonlight shining through the window onto the ground, outlining a vague outline.

Lucy Liu calmed herself down, and relying on her familiarity with the room and the faint moonlight, she took cautious and slightly staggering steps and slowly groped towards the bed.

At this time, Fu Zihao slowly opened his eyes, and after adapting for a moment, his eyes fell on Liu Yuling, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he said softly:

"We are all old now, but, Lucy Liu, you are still very beautiful even when you are old. You are a beautiful old lady."

Liu Yuling's eyes sparkled with tears, but a bright smile bloomed on her face, and she joked: "Yes, you are also a beautiful and charming old man now."

……

At this time, Lucy Liu was sitting on the edge of the bed, and Fu Zihao was lying on the bed. The two were talking in low voices, and their words floated gently in the quiet darkness.

Seeing this, Doobi couldn't bear to disturb the warm moment of reunion between the two. It gently fluttered its small wings and flew away silently from the window, without attracting the attention of the two people.

Perhaps the previous violent emotional fluctuations consumed too much energy, or perhaps the blood loss from the wound on her wrist made Liu Yuling a little weak.

At this moment, her eyelids became extremely heavy, and her head began to droop uncontrollably, her whole body swaying as if she was about to fall to the ground at the next moment.

Fu Zihao felt distressed when he saw this. He sat up, helped Liu Yuling up, let her lean on him, then patted her cheek gently, trying to wake her up.

"Don't hold on any longer, go to bed and get some rest."

Lucy Liu slowly opened her eyes, her eyes full of fatigue and weakness, and then slowly lay down on the bed.

Fu Zihao gently pulled the quilt over and carefully covered Liu Yuling, then he slowly lay down and hugged Liu Yuling tightly in his arms.

At this moment, Lucy Liu subconsciously shrank into his arms, as if looking for more warmth and comfort.

After a while, her breathing became steady and even, and she fell into a deep sleep.

Fu Zihao gazed at Lucy Liu in his arms, his eyes full of pity. He just looked at her quietly until he was quietly enveloped by sleep and slowly closed his eyes. In this quiet night, he and Lucy Liu snuggled up to each other and fell asleep, as if time had stopped for them, leaving only this peace and tranquility.

The next morning, sunlight poured into the house through the cracks in the window, bringing a hint of vitality and warmth, but this warmth could not dispel the dead silence that permeated the house.

Fu Zihao woke up slowly and subconsciously reached out to touch Lucy Liu beside him, wanting to wake her up and greet this new day with her, just like they had fantasized about countless times.

However, when his hand touched Lucy Liu's cold cheek, his movements suddenly stopped.

He shook Lucy Liu's body vigorously again and shouted her name at the top of his lungs, but the only response he got was suffocating silence.

After a long time, he seemed to finally accept this cruel reality.

At this time, he tidied up Liu Yuling's slightly messy hair and clothes, his eyes full of tenderness and reluctance, and then gently placed a cold kiss on her forehead.

Then, with trembling fingers, he slowly untied the necklace that had been sustaining his life, turned sideways and hugged Lucy Liu tightly, as if he wanted to pass all his warmth to her, and tried his best to use his arms to protect her from the coldness of the world.

"Lucy Liu, wait for me, we agreed to be together..."

At this moment, he whispered in her ear, his voice gradually choking until it was swallowed up silently by the silent room.

His breathing gradually became weaker, his eyelids became heavier, and finally he slowly closed his eyes and followed Lucy Liu, leaving only the silence and sadness in the room, witnessing their love that lasted through life and death.