Chapter 1788 The Spirit Behind the Celestial Master (141)

At first, Bai Weiwei just thought that Yu Moqian was too miserable, so at least give him a happy ending, and then she left.

This has nothing to do with feelings, it's just something I stubbornly want to do.

In the end, he didn't expect Yu Moqian to sleep for so long.

She had no choice but to keep it, and found that this kind of life was quite leisurely.

So I didn't even think about leaving.

After all, this plane is the most comfortable one among all the planes except when the car is overturned.

She's on vacation.

Back in reality, he could not stay for a few days before he was exhausted and went to the next plane.

So when she is lazy.

The system didn't urge her either, but acted like a big salted fish like her, without even turning over, thinking about how to grab coupons to buy discounted snacks every day.

The sun was very good, Bai Weiwei pushed Yu Moqian into the yard to bask in the sun.

I also pulled a deck chair, and then sat on it and shook the chair to bask in the sun.

Yu Moqian's soul condition is getting better and better.

The scars between the gaps also gradually disappeared.

The system said there was no accident, and Yu Moqian should be able to wake up after a while.

She yawned and thought, let's think about leaving at that time.

It's a wonderful day to eat and wait to die now.

Bai Weiwei thought about it, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Seeing that the host was asleep, the system immediately pulled off a thick headband, tied it to his forehead, and rolled up his sleeves to grab a coupon.

The most recent coupon has a shop with its favorite snacks.

A once-in-a-millennium 30% discount coupon, plus a gift certificate.

If you can grab a gift coupon, you can exchange it for a box of snack packs for free.

The system hahas both hands, staring at the screen.

Counting down the seconds.

At this time, the fight is about eye speed and hand speed.

And undivided attention.

Neither the system nor the host noticed, so Yu Moqian moved his fingers.

Then his thick eyelashes trembled slightly.

Within a few seconds, he suddenly opened his eyes.

His eyes were clear and dark. When he was awake, he could see himself leaning on the wheelchair, with the sun shining on his knees, making him feel warm.

Yu Moqian's mind was blank, and slowly, those things before he died came back to his mind one by one.

He let her go.

He killed himself to fulfill his love for her.

Because he knew how malicious he was, he couldn't control himself not to imprison her.

He also couldn't bear the harm he gave her, so that she would never be able to live happily.

So... he's still alive?

Yu Moqian didn't feel any joy, only a deep pain appeared.

Although he doesn't know how he lives.

But he didn't want to face the world of losing her.

Isn't this one of the reasons why he left so tragically.

Another reason, he thought, was to let her remember herself.

He was afraid that she would forget himself.

That's why she died in such a terrifying and decisive manner by dying in her arms.

Yu Moqian stretched out his finger and stared blankly. He could feel that although his soul was still injured, it was slowly recovering.

He just recovered from his astonishment.

Only then did I realize the crackling sound of the reclining chair shaking in my ears.

He turned his head in a daze, but saw Bai Weiwei lying on the recliner under the warm sunlight, with her long hair hanging down from the chair.

Dark hair, satin luster in the sun.

Her quiet and beautiful face has matured, shedding the lovely childishness.

The beauty is more pure.

Yu Moqian stared blankly, as if he couldn't believe that she was still there.