Chapter 1037: He really can't go back!

There are so many different postures, but they are wonderful. Only if you love someone to the extreme and portray that person in your bones, can there be such a wonderful flower-brush, and the aura of spirit is full of pen-writing--
There are many words under the drawing, or four or five sentences, or one or two ...
Sometimes the writing is in block letters, and every stroke is neat.
Sometimes it's mad grass, Tema Magingo, coming at me—
Master, where are you?
Master, I miss you, when will you pick me up?
Master, how is your injury? are you done?
Master, I ’m not lazy. I ’ve been practicing, I have been practicing. If you see what I am now, I will be startled. Maybe you will praise me ...
Master, I must break out of this ghost place! There isn't even a lively one here.
Master, will you suddenly appear in front of me tomorrow? Come pick me up?
Another lonely day, Master, almost half a year, why didn't you come? Is your injury still bad?
Master, I miss you. I really miss you. Did you forget me?
Master, have you never been here? Never mind, I will desperately go out to find you ...
Master, you said that in this life you only love me, and only accept me as a female apprentice, do n’t forget it--
...
Emperor Shiyin turned over one by one, his fingers were pale with cramps. He held the table slightly and shook his heart, and his heart was sore again.
Each picture has a date, and this piece of painting paper is like her lonely diary here, recording every bit of her daily acacia—
"Qing Yu ..." His fingertips trembled and stroked the lines on each piece of paper, the words—
The heart seemed to be torn alive--
He could hardly stand, leaning halfway at the table--
"Qing Yu, sorry ..." His voice was dull and astringent, and tears finally rolled out slowly, slipping down, and dripping on a painting ...
"Di Shiyin, if you treat me like this, you will regret it, you will regret it ..." This was what she said with her lips when she was dumbfounded.
Of course, he didn't take it seriously, thinking that his strategy was the best of all threes, but he did not expect to make a big mistake that can no longer be undone--
Yes, he regrets it! I have long regretted it!
He began to regret it when she was so pained to die--
However, ten million times of regret can't change everything, and can't go back!
He really can't go back!
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In the twenty-eighth day, although she left a lot of things and a lot of breath, but he still didn't receive the breath of her half-soul, he went down again, and walked all the places she once walked Over and over again-
Although the baptism of war in most places was beyond recognition, he remembered every inch of the place she went.
Now again, the past is flowing like a tide.
The memory is like the sharpest knife, cutting his heart inch by inch, like Ling Chi—
I think you are addicted, whether you put it or not, it is already bleeding ...
There are eight hardships in life, and the most painful thing is this ‘ca n’t ask, ca n’t let go’