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After Xu Zhao said the last sentence, the atmosphere suddenly froze.

There was a moment of silence, but it was Fu Li who broke the silence and said, "Let's do it then." His tone was indifferent, as if he was talking about today's weather.

"Uncle, have you made up your mind?" Xu Zhao asked softly.

He knew what Mu Qianshan was worried about - if this was done successfully, everyone would be happy, but if it was not done well, it would be tantamount to letting Fuli suffer another torture before he died.

In terms of emotion and reason, Xu Zhao felt that this matter should be considered more time.

And Fuli has that kind of temperament, what he says, although it looks casual, is always what he says.

Perhaps this glimmer of hope seemed too slim, but he wanted to give it a try.What Mu Qianshan said to him shocked him so much that Fuli felt that if he left, he would really let him go without hesitation.

His life has been too bitter, and Fuli couldn't bear to let him end like this.

I want to live well and be with him so that he will have no worries for the rest of his life.

If there is anything that supports the belief that attached to accept this treatment, it is this.

Attached mind has been decided, it will not be changed.

In the wide sleeves of his robe, Fuli secretly held Mu Qianshan's hand. Both of their hands were cold, but they gradually warmed up when they held each other.

Seeing that Mu Qianshan didn't speak anymore, Xu Zhao knew that the matter was settled, nodded slightly, and went out.

He knew he had to give them some time.

"Are you blaming me? I'm making my own decisions again." After Xu Zhao went out, Fuli asked in a low voice, but in a worried and sweet way, he knew that Mu Qianshan would not be cold to him at this time.

Mu Qianshan kept looking at him, and after a moment of silence, he smiled.

It's not an exaggeration to say that it was pulled out, he didn't smile often, and in this state of mind, he didn't even smile.

Fuli said before that he looks good when he smiles, so Mu Qianshan smiled for him.

Although, the effect may not be satisfactory.

"No matter how you choose, I will accompany you." Mu Qianshan replied to him like this.

"It's so good." Fuli sighed, his eyes were like thousands of stars shining, "Kiss me again, I won't hurt if you kiss me again."

Although it is the most shallow lie, it has a kind of magical power, making people feel that it is true.

There was some dry skin on Mu Qianshan's lips, probably because he hadn't dripped water in for a long time, and Fu Li slowly licked his lips until they were moist and soft, and then, they simply pressed their lips together without moving.

They both had their eyes open, and they were so close, each other's eyelashes brushed against each other's faces, bringing a gentle itchy feeling.

And the eyes under the eyelashes are so clear and deep, as if they have crossed the ancient river.

Time seemed to stand still, and it seemed to pass quickly. When the two separated, they felt a little dazed.

"I'll ask them to come in." Mu Qianshan said lightly.

"it is good."

Fuli lay down again, but his mood was different from before.

Before, it was a helplessness that had already half-stepped into the gate of hell, but now, there was a glimmer of hope born of despair.

Alive, who does not desire to live.

In the world, there are flowers and wine, cool breeze and bright moon, and nostalgia for those you admire is always inevitable.

For the first time, Fu Li felt his desire for life so strong.

When Mu Qianshan walked in again, Qin Heng followed behind him.

In addition to his medicine caddy, Qin Heng also brought a flat and weird box.

Opening the box, there was a cold light, and the sharp blades gleamed with the coldness of autumn water.

Fu Li took a quick glance and saw that there were more than a dozen blades among them, the largest one was jagged and as long as an arm, and the smallest one was no longer as long as a little finger.

This is all to be used on himself, with a wry smile in his heart, but indifferent on the face, Wen Yan said to Qin Heng, "Trouble me."

Mu Qianshan originally planned to accompany him, but Qin Heng said that he could only do it alone, and if there was one more person in the room, it might distract him.

He didn't need to worry about it, because Mu Qianshan could treat him like a wooden man in normal times.

However, the person he wanted to use the knife on was Fuli, so he couldn't guarantee that Mu Qianshan would remain indifferent when he saw Fuli's scarred and bloody appearance.

You must know that in such an occasion that requires full concentration, any slight sound or movement may lead to a big mistake.

Therefore, Qin Heng insisted, and Mu Qianshan had no choice but to go out.

Outside the house, Xu Zhao also waited quietly with him, and the two of them looked at each other in silence until the sunset glowed all over, the moon was on the branches, and it was setting on the west mountain.

With a bang, the door opened.

What came into view was Qin Heng's pale face.

Mu Qianshan's heart stopped instantly, and all his feelings gathered at one point.

"Tomorrow, wait until tomorrow."

Qin Heng's tired voice came to his ears, although it was weak, it sounded like thunder.

Tomorrow, until tomorrow, life or death, joy or sorrow, will be known.