Chapter 2503 (2/2)

Who would have thought that the master of this voice was once the proud daughter of the Luo family, the gentle woman like water.

”It's not unbearable, it's the fact that it is!” Qin Xuan sat and said, ”you can't give me your heart, so I will give you the same heart.”

”You are not me, and I am not you!”

Qin Xuan brow light wrinkly, ”so, you so for it, change not what!”

In the ice flower, Luo Fu Xian's expression is a little painful. Qin Xuan's words seem to cut into his heart like a knife.

Qin Xuan raised his head slightly. He gazed at Luo Fu Xian's painful expression.

”Is this hard to accept? But ask yourself, is what I said biased? ”

Luo Fu Xian's eyes seem to be slightly red, ”Qin Xuan, I just want to save you!”

”But your way is wrong, and you can't save me!” Qin Xuan slowly way, ”you so sacrifice, is you feel that since I pay, there is no guilt, and I Qin Changqing, should owe you.”

”It's Qin Changqing who is not right, and you Luofu immortal are the most infatuated woman in the world. It's just that Qin Changqing is cold and heartless.”

Qin Xuan is not anxious not slow way, ”the human nature, is selfish, this point, has not been wrong!”

”But you should not be right to give up your own life for your own personal gain.”

Speaking of this, Qin Xuan quietly looked at Luo Fu Xian, ”you are sick, as the daughter of the Luo family, you may be able to save many people, but you can't save yourself!””I can save you, but I, Qin Changqing, am not a saint of medicine. I can't be benevolent, so I won't use cheating as medicine to save you.”

”Heart disease is hard to cure, but you can only help yourself!”

In his words, there is ruthlessness.

In particular, the word ”deception” was used as medicine, which made Luo Fu Xian's weak body even weaker.

”Qin Xuan, have you ever known the pain of acacia day and night, the pain of tossing and turning, the sorrow of Xiaonian but not, and the fact that I would rather be frozen here than suffer a lot of painful thoughts?”

She is weeping like a flower in a poem.

”I know, I can't get it!”

”I know, heart disease is hard to cure, think of you like medicine!”

”I also know that you have no me in your heart!”

”But what can I do, Qin Xuan?”

She seems to be crying, she read several years, but she, it is several years.

”The world laughs at my foolishness, yuan'er also resents my ignorance, but Qin Xuan, I don't want you to think of me like that!”

”Maybe I'm selfish, maybe I'm weak!”

That weak cry sound slowly into the ear, Qin Xuan is indifferent.

”You need to help yourself. Don't forget, your name is Luo!” Qin Xuan's eyes are calm.

Luo Fu Xian's body trembled. In the ice flower, the Yuan Ming medicine, which was like breathing, seemed to be weak.

The whole hell prison seems to fall into endless silence.

Qin Xuan didn't open his mouth. He just looked at Luo Fu Xian quietly.

It's hard for a doctor to save himself. The more bone you have, the more pain you have.

This in itself is a disaster. The person who breaks the disaster still depends on Luo Fu Xian himself.

In a restaurant in Los Angeles, there is a woman wearing a hat and holding a cup of xianniang in her hand. She looks at the passing of the day.

Until, the woman's eyes slightly coagulated, eyes light movement, fell in the overcrowded, waiting for the emperor's northern sentient beings, make way for a road.

Qin Xuan, walking alone with his arms down, looks calm and walks out of Luo's house slowly.