Zhou Erqian agreed without even thinking about it.
Zhuang Rongrong went to the altar and took down the red cloth bundle. She lowered her eyes and said, "City Lord, brother, please move outside. Please do not come in if you hear any noise."
She couldn't guarantee what Zhou Erqian would say when he was in pain, so she had to give them a heads-up.
Soon only the two of them were left in the room. Zhou Erqian asked innocently, "Rongrong, what do you need my help with?"
Zhuang Rongrong didn't speak. She placed the red cloth bag on the table and bowed with her hands clasped together.
Then she spoke in a hoarse voice, "Brother Erqian, could you please throw away your copper coins?"
"Why?"
"You won't even throw it away if I ask you to?" Zhuang Rongrong turned her head, tears welling in her eyes. "Does Brother Erqian think Sisi is more important than me?"
Zhou Erqian softened, "I'll throw it away, don't cry."
The copper coin fell to the ground. Zhuang Rongrong took a breath, tears streaming down her face. She smiled and said, "Brother Erqian, it was so nice to meet you. I hope we can grow up together in the next life."
Zhou Erqian's earlobes were so red they were practically dripping blood. Was Rongrong expressing her feelings to him? They'd already made a promise for the next life. It's too fast; this life isn't even over yet.
"I…"
Zhou Erqian's eyes suddenly widened.
Feeling as if his heart was being squeezed, he fell to the ground, his veins bulging in pain, his arms flailing wildly, while the other person clasped his hands together, closed his eyes, and ignored him.
"Rong...Rong..."
I'm sorry, Brother Erqian. If you survive, I will die. I can't die, so I have to sacrifice you.
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