Chapitre 1287: The Path Of Apocalypse (10)

"I did cause the death of my mother."

Qi Yu sat in a corner and looked at the floor. His voice was soft.

"They're right to say that I'm an unlucky person. The people around me all died."

His mother, his childhood friend, his best friends…

They were all dead.

Ming Shu pulled him into her arms. "I'm still here."

Qi Yu hugged her waist. His voice was muffled. "I dreamed that… you died too."

Ming Shu remembered how agitated he was when he was Ye Ji and had that dream.

Ming Shu hugged him tightly. "I will not die. Why would I die?"

No one wanted her to die.

She would not die. She couldn't die.

Qi Yu looked up. There were tears in his eyes. He opened his mouth. "You will always stay beside me, right?"

His reflection appeared in Ming Shu's eyes. She paused for a few seconds before nodding. "Yes."

Qi Yu kissed her.

The two of them fell on the bed. Ming Shu hugged his neck and kissed him back.