[Host, didn't you say you wanted to see him leave with your own eyes before you left?]
In the space, Xiaosi looked at the man who was crying particularly ugly, but felt inexplicably distressed for Great Demon King.
Su Qiao's eyes were a little dark and a little entangled, "Birth, old age, illness and death are not my decision."
Xiaosi curled his lips quietly.
It doesn't believe it.
Obviously as long as she gives herself medicine, she can persist for another year or two.
In fact, Su Qiao didn't want to stay for another two years, but now every day that passes, she becomes more anxious.
Days like this were really torturous for her.
She couldn't sleep well, couldn't eat well, and had something on her mind all the time.
For example, where will she go after death in this world.
Should he directly enter the underworld and be reincarnated, or should he die and lose everything?
Or, as she guessed, this plane is indeed not her native plane, but just one of the thousands of Small World.
If this is really the case, where did she come from, where will she eventually return, and what is the situation like there?
Why does she appear in these Small Plane?
Also, if she goes back, what will happen to Xiaosi? Will it disappear?
And what will happen to him?
Will we never see each other again?
Is this the end between them?
All of this is unknown.
These problems were troubling her nerves all the time. She couldn't even sleep peacefully, and she became more and more irritable day by day.
As the days went by, she became mentally and physically tired, her body could no longer hold up, and she became more and more haggard.
He was also worried about this and that all day long. He even lost his appetite for food. He had lost a lot of weight and even his chin was pointed.
Su Qiao sighed and turned around, "That's it, no matter sooner or later, we will always separate."
If they are destined, they will definitely meet again.
If there is no chance...
It is enough to have these beautiful memories.
Xiaosi actually knew what she was struggling with and anxious about, and her expression became a little lonely and uneasy.
If it could, it hoped to continue to accompany her in this adventure, even if it was Mountain of Blades and Sea of Fire, it would not be afraid.
But I'm afraid something will happen.
Xiaosi, who had never been a believer in Buddhism, couldn't help but start praying in his heart, hoping that when they opened their eyes again, they could see each other for the first time like before.
They were silent for a long time, looked at each other, and finally decided to take a gamble.
Anyway, it's a knife to extend your head, and it's a knife to shrink your head.
*
A year later, after people were chatting over tea, a few people were still discussing the funeral of Ye Family Fortress a year ago.
The grand occasion that day was even grander than the funerals of princes and nobles.
It was this year that Ye Shaoxuan handed over the affairs to their adopted son, built a bamboo house next to Su Qiao's mausoleum, and began to live a poor and peaceful life guarding her mausoleum.
Three meals a day, he would cook meals for two people and move them to the graveside to eat with her. While eating, he would chatter about the things they had in the past.
In this way, he spent the last few years of his life, and when he breathed his last, he lay peacefully beside her grave.
Although Su Qiao and Ye Shaoxuan have somewhat weird personalities on weekdays, and they are both good and evil. People have mixed opinions about them, but they all highly praise the dedicated relationship between them. Many women in the world are envious of them.