C41 (2/2)

”So that's the case. I feel a little better now, but I still feel a little sad,” Su Linger stared blankly for a while, then softly said.

I took a sip of my beer. It was still hard to drink. ”What's there to be sad about? People always reach this stage.”

Su Linger suddenly looked at me, and kept looking at me. Tong Xue, your blood is cold, it's really very cold. ”

I paused. ”Yes, it's cold. It's a temperature I can't even feel myself.”

”Does it mean that when you see too much death on normal days, your blood will turn cold?”

”My blood was naturally born. Because of something that was destined from the moment I was born, it will never change.” ”I stagger to my feet, and the stars flash brightly in my eyes.” I'm going to bed, so don't stay up all night. You are safe in the Antique Street, Mr. Qing Shui will definitely protect you during this period of time. ”

”It will change, believe me.” Su Linger's voice came from behind.

He turned around and walked into the house. His body staggered and his head was dizzy. He couldn't tell the north from the south. It seemed that he really wasn't suitable for drinking. He was drunk before he even had a can.

”I went upstairs, swayed, and almost fell down. Someone caught me before I fell. I murmured to myself.” Luo Mingshang. ”

”Yes.”

His eyelids could no longer lift, so he could only nestle in his arms as he said in a daze, ”You haven't slept yet.”

”Yes, I'll wait for you.”

”Worried about me?”

Luo Mingshang placed me on the bed and I looked at him blurrily. Un, actually this fellow looks pretty good.

I chuckled and wrapped my arm around his neck. ”Luo Mingshang, my blood is cold …” Halfway through the sentence, he suddenly stopped. What was I trying to say? Am I drinking a broken piece?

Oh, I remember now. I rubbed my eyes and smiled, ”So, can you warm up?”

”Yes, I can.” In a daze, his voice was filled with confidence.

Anything else to say? It seemed there was something else. How could I have forgotten it all of a sudden?

”Luo Mingshang.”

”Okay.”

”Do people always come to your place when they die?”

”Yes.”

Luo Mingshang adjusted his posture and rubbed against me.

”Then can you take care of them?” Since they couldn't change death, he could only hope that they were better off.

”They? The people who died in the battle? ”

”Yes.”

”The Mystical Zero has gone to arrange it.”