Chapter 822 (1/2)

Yu Xingchuan raised his eyes and saw that his face looked like sixty year old Yu Qingyu. His eyes were fixed on Yu Qingyu without blinking.

Yu Qingyu gave him a weak smile, and the wrinkles on his face became deeper. He said, ”you see, is it better for me to die just now, at least not so ugly. What you remember is my good, not this old face.” The voice has a special sense of vicissitudes for the elderly. ”Yu Xingchuan did not speak, but his silent tears covered his face.

Yu Qingyu sighed, ”I don't want to see you like this, and I don't want to see me like this, so I go first, isn't it?”

”I will accompany you. Shall I accompany you?” Yu Xingchuan has a hoarse voice.

”Next time, you still have parents. It's not good to say that the suicide of a generation of police is not good.”

Yu Xingchuan was almost angry with him once again. He was going to die. He was under the influence of a fart.

Yu Qingyu could see what he was thinking by looking at his expression, and turned his lips, ”then you will come to me when your parents are dead?”

Yu Xingchuan said suddenly, ”Qingyu, why don't you fear death?”

”Well, I guess I've died a lot.”

Yu Xingchuan: what else does he not know.

There was a sense of embarrassment in the air.

Yu Qingyu's voice was clear and old, ”shall we get up and sit on the ground all the time? Well, I'm old and can't stand the cold. ”

Yu Xingchuan got up in silence and helped Yu Qingyu up.

Yu Qingyu looked at his old face in the mirror and sighed, ”I didn't think I was too ugly when I was old. This age is just suitable for square dance.”

Yu Xingchuan: ”this way of thinking is really unprecedented, and there is no one after.

Back to the room, Yu Qingyu sat beside the bed, looking at the silent Yu Xingchuan, ”do you want to go out and dance in the square? Before, I couldn't bear to dance together. This time, I finally have face.”

Yu Xingchuan's face is really wonderful. Can you run a horse?

You're just dying. Are you going to dance square now?

Who is the one who wants to die.

Yu Xingchuan said to himself a hundred times that this is his own man. He can't fight or scold him. Even if he has a 60 year old face, he has a six-year-old heart. He wants to pet, pet and pet.

Yu Xingchuan, who did a good job in psychological construction, changed a very low-key dress and gave Yu Qingyu a set of the same.