Sure enough, my luck was just that bad.
So... do all the people I care about deserve to leave me like this?
What I try to hold onto by force will ultimately not belong to me, right?
Xu Shaojun seemed to have suffered a great blow, looking at Luo Jiu with utter desolation.
"I'll let you go..."
Luo Jiu was terrified by her, crying so hard she couldn't breathe and shaking her head incessantly.
She wanted to say something, but her sobs drowned out her words. Her eyes were bloodshot as she stared at Xu Shaojun, tightly gripping the hand she was holding down, the one gripping the gun.
Xu Shaojun smiled, but it was somewhat forced.
"Don't cry... They've already promised to let you go..."
He wiped away Luo Jiu's tears with his hand. But she was still shaking her head.
He chuckled softly and said in an extremely gentle tone:
"Stop shaking your head. If you shake your head again... I'm going to change my mind..."
Xu Shaojun looked at her with a complicated expression. What a beautiful face she was! Even as she cried, her face was still like a pear blossom in the rain, making one want to hold her in their arms and comfort her.
But... he lost the little fox that was originally his... and maybe he'll never find it again...
Luo Jiu, go. Leave me and never come back.
Otherwise... I might lose control of myself and do something I'll regret.
"No... I'm not leaving..." Luo Jiu hiccuped and suddenly threw herself into his arms.
[Congratulations, Master! The male lead's favorability rating has reached 100%]
Xu Shaojun was momentarily stunned, followed by an overwhelming sense of joy. His voice even trembled slightly as he spoke.
"What did you say?"
Luo Jiu climbed out of his arms and looked up at him.
Her reddish fox-like eyes sent a shiver down one's spine, making one's heart melt instantly.
Xu Shaojun laughed like a fool. He held the woman nestled in his arms tightly, his arms barely leaving any space, as if afraid this was all a dream.
Even if this is a dream, it is a dream that holds him captive, making him unwilling to wake up.
Luo Jiu, nestled in his arms, also smiled.
Actually, she still loves him in her heart.
Seeing that he valued himself more than his own life, I finally felt relieved.
So, what I've always cared about is confirming my place in his heart.
He professed love, but what he received in return was imprisonment and repeated separation.
When I fled the mansion, I was not filled with joy, but only with endless sorrow.
Since that's the case, and I still love him, why not follow my heart and give him another chance?
"You're not allowed to yell at me anymore!"
Luo Jiu looked up and said fiercely, but the tear stains that had not yet faded made her seem less fierce and more endearing.
"good."
"Don't lock me up in the house!"
"good."
"You're not allowed to get drunk and come to my room in the middle of the night...to do..."
At this point, Luo Jiu couldn't help but blush.
"do what?"
Xu Shaojun hugged Luo Jiu, rested his head on her shoulder, and whispered in her ear.
His voice was consistently deep, with a husky, magnetic quality that was almost sinister…
Later, Luo Jiu asked Xu Shaojun what he would have done if she had left in front of him that day.
At this moment, Luo Jiu was sitting on Xu Shaojun's lap, playing with his fingers, and casually mentioned it.
"I hope nothing bad will happen..."
Hearing this, Luo Jiu became somewhat displeased, turned her head, and asked angrily:
"Huh? What does that mean?"
Xu Shaojun smiled, leaned in close, and kissed him. He said:
"that's all……"
I won't let you leave me in front of me, unless...
I'm dead...
What Xu Shaojun hides in his eyes is a morbid stubbornness.
I admit I'm sick, but only you can cure me.
So please don't leave me, otherwise... I don't know what I might do.
...
Two years later, Xu Shaojun heroically sacrificed his life in a battle against the Japanese. At the same time, Luo Jiu was also transported to the system's space.
This time it was the same blue bubble-shaped rest stop I saw last time.
[Congratulations, Master! You've completed the second task.] #Sprinklingflowers #Sprinklingflowers
Even through divine sense, one could see 007's jubilant face.
However, Luo Jiu didn't have the energy to pay attention to it right now. She simply gave a faint reply.
The screen in front of me is showing the scene of Xu Shaojun's final battle.
He was ambushed by the enemy, shot several times, and finally fell on the war-torn hilltop.
The forest was completely enveloped in thick black smoke, and his face was covered in black dirt. If it weren't for the system playing a recording, Luo Jiu wouldn't have believed that this was actually the handsome, somewhat obsessive-compulsive Xu Shaojun.
He lingered with his eyes open, trying to gaze into the distance, but in the end, his hands fell limply to his sides.
Luo Jiu just stared blankly at the scenes replaying before her eyes, feeling the memories of him slowly fading from her mind.
Tears welled up and streamed down my face.
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