Chapter 1410
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She knew very well that those in the art industry were obsessed with the pursuit of beauty.
When Qiao Zhihe saw Gu Shengyin's face, the surging emotions in his heart were knocked back by a basin of cold water.
Seeing that the other party did not ask him, he took back the words that were about to come out of his mouth.
The two sat quietly like this, with the dancing fireflies beside them. When they looked up, there were bright stars.
Gu Shengyin suddenly fell back and lay in the grass.
Qiao Zhihe looked at her with some surprise. In his mind, Sister Death's words and deeds were like the most rigorous dogma training.
Every move, even the posture of standing, was very strict.
This was the first time he had seen her act so … carelessly.
But at the same time, a secret delight rose in his heart because of this.
Sister Grim Reaper seemed to be more humane like this.
He imitated Gu Shengyin's action, using his hands as a pillow and lying down on the grass.
Looking at the sky like this, it was completely impossible to distinguish which were fireflies and which were stars.
Gu Shengyin suddenly spoke, "I don't remember how many years I have been Death, and I don't remember how many souls have entered the underworld from my hands."
Qiao Zhihe did not understand what she wanted to express, but he could see that Gu Shengyin wanted to talk to someone.
Therefore, he did not interrupt or ask any questions. Instead, he listened to her quietly.
Gu Shengyin's cold voice was like a clear spring flowing slowly in such a summer night, which could easily soothe the last trace of heat in people's hearts.
"You are the only one who can see me as a living person."
Qiao Zhihe couldn't help but smile. To Sister Death, he was also a very special existence.
This recognition made him very happy.
"I have seen all kinds of people facing death … Little Crane, let me ask you a question."
Qiao Zhihe focused his attention, "What's the question, Sister Death?"
Gu Shengyin heard her own calm voice. "If you knew that you were about to die one day, what would you think?"
Her voice was too calm, so calm that it made Qiao Zhihe think that she really just wanted to ask a question on a whim.
He thought about it very seriously, and finally said, "I might be very unwilling, right?"
Gu Shengyin repeated, "Unwilling?"
"Yeah!" Qiao Zhihe smiled and said, "I'm only 17 years old. My dream is to become a famous painter. I've just started walking on this path, and I haven't proven to my parents that I've made the right choice. My parents only have one son, and if I die, they will be very sad. I haven't …"
He suddenly stopped talking.
Finally, he said, "I still want to live for a long, long time."
Gu Shengyin just listened quietly. She heard that Qiao Zhihe still had some unfinished words, but that should be a little secret of a teenager, so she did not ask.
Qiao Zhihe softly said the words that he didn't say out loud in his heart, "I haven't confessed to the person I like yet, and I probably won't confess to her either. But I will try my best to live for a long, long time so that I can spend more time with her."
Gu Shengyin turned her head and looked at the young man's bright eyes under the light of the fireflies, which were full of vigor and vitality.
Such a young man's life would end in two months.
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