Help each other with "silence"

Chapter 67:

Amber's starry eyes swayed bright red.

She heard her say, she wants to.

Mo Mo raised her eyes, looking at Gu Yimo who stood there in Shui Guangzhong, with tears on her face, her heart ached.

"I want it. Whether you can't get off the ground, walk, or get up, you will never wake up. I want it, as long as you." Gu Yimo looked at Silence with red eyes, and the voice came after crying. Hoarse and choked.

How can you, how can I.

Tears burst out of the eyes like a beast of a river bursting an embankment, scalding his face.

Shen Mo looked at Gu Yimo's blurred body in front of her, stared at her blurred face, and couldn't make a sound.

She raised her hand, but fell down again powerlessly.

"Yimo..." She opened her lips, her words were broken beyond recognition.She bit her lip, swallowing the trembling and choking in her throat.

"You... come here." Mo Mo looked at Gu Yimo's slender figure approaching her step by step, the river stopped surging, she looked at her quietly, her eyes flickering.

Gu Yimo walked to Shen Mo's bedside, she looked at her, waiting for her to open her lips.

The slender and white skin suddenly felt warm, silently raised his hand, as if he had exhausted all his strength, holding Gu Yimo's slender and warm wrist, looked up at her slightly, his lips moved.

"kiss Me."

The warm touch brings the salty and soft touch to the cold, and licks the bitterness on it.

But gradually, unable to bear such a long suffering, Qingrou became crazy.

Shen Mo opened his eyes, and what was printed in the amber was the man who frowned slightly and closed his eyes, kissing his delicate face with all his heart.

She just looked at her like this, feeling the warmth and humidity on her lips, and softened her brows and eyes.

Even if the soul in this dilapidated body can still survive for a day.

She didn't want to see her cry anymore.

Even if there is only one day left, she only wants to see her by her side and smile.

Look at her self-willed and arrogant self-confidence.

The lips were finally parted, silently pressed against Gu Yimo's forehead, looked at the pair of dark, raised hands, paused, but still stroked the face wet with tears.

"Here you are." Shen Mo suddenly squinted his eyes and smiled, the remaining tears in his eyes were squeezed out and slipped down, she pressed her forehead against her, and opened her lips softly, "If you want it, I will give it."

"I want...I want." Gu Yimo's lips trembled, and the blackness fell into the narrowed amber, with endless waves.

She finally smiled.

Shen Mo looked at the corners of Gu Yimo's raised mouth, and the joy in his eyes, closed his eyes and raised his hands, hugging his much thinner body.

You finally laughed.

Shen Mo leaned on Gu Yimo's shoulder, smiling sadly at a place she couldn't see.

Why, like this, torture you and me.

She has always tolerated pain very well.

No matter how the cold bites her body, even if the pain penetrates the bone marrow and reaches the soul, she never sheds tears.

But she never wants to see it.

The king who was always proud and beautiful, his eyes were red from crying because of himself.

Those eyes like the starry sky should be looking at a more brilliant and higher place.

So, she can't bear it all the time.

The scorching heat from the corners of the man's eyes seemed to fall on his own heart, smashing hot potholes one after another on the ice and snow.

The pain was so unbearable that my whole body collapsed.

she does not know.

I don't know when I will go to that dark place again with my appearance and body.

She didn't know if she could still find the way back.

Now, all she knows is that she is real, and she doesn't want to cry again when she sees her again.

Even if it's red eyes.

She doesn't want to.

She just wanted to see her cool and proud figure shining in the amber.