The irritable prince's little crying bag is milky and sweet

Su Fuliu directly grabbed the half of the golden mask, held it in his hands and pressed it to his heart.

He knelt down on the ground with a plop, curled up his upper body, as if he wanted to take that half of the mask into his heart.

"Tinglang..." Su Fuliu couldn't hold back any longer, and cried heartbreakingly, "Tinglang, you come back...you come back—"

Xiao Shixun looked down at the heartbroken Su Fuliu who was kneeling in front of him, without any waves on his face, he just stared at it numbly.

"Ting Lang——!!" Su Fuliu shouted hoarsely, tears kept falling on the ground, blooming into cold flowers.

He held the mask tightly, pressed it to his heart, and cried in despair: "My heart hurts so much, Ting Lang, it hurts so much, I'm about to die of pain, Ting Lang, your A Liu, hurry up!" It hurts to death, you don’t love me anymore, you don’t want me anymore, don’t you care about me?! It hurts so much, it really hurts—ah, ah——!!”

Su Fuliu's face didn't know whether he was reddened by the cold wind or from crying, but another gust of cold wind blew away his hoarse crying far away.

At the end of crying, Su Fuliu actually laughed: "Tinglang, walk slowly, I'll look for you."

After finishing speaking, he got up suddenly and was about to jump off, but was pulled back by Xiao Shixun: "Jing'er, wait, let's die together..."

"Go away, enough, really enough!!!" Su Fuliu pushed Xiao Shixun away, "You won't even let me die well! Xiao Shixun, I hate you, I hate you, I really hate you so much---!!!"

The tears at this moment are the most worthless, they keep falling down, no matter how Su Fuliu wipes them, they can't wipe them clean.

But Xiao Shixun laughed: "It's good to hate me, it's good to hate me, then you can remember me in your heart for the rest of your life, then it's not in vain for me to come to this world."

As he spoke, he took a sword from the guard at the side and threw it in front of Su Fuliu: "Kill me and avenge him."

Su Fuliu stared at the long sword under his feet, stunned for a moment, then his eyes sank, he grabbed the long sword on the ground and stabbed at Xiao Shixun.

He thought Xiao Shixun would hide, but in the end the long sword directly pierced Xiao Shixun's body, and blood dripped down the edge of the sword to the ground, bright red.

Su Fuliu let go of his hands and stood there in a daze.

Xiao Shixun always smiled: "Being able to die in Jing'er's hands is the happiest thing in my life. Today is my birthday, the day I came to this world, and today is also my death day. It is my death day." On the days when I leave this world, I have Jing'er to accompany me on birthdays and death anniversaries, it's great..."

With that said, Xiao Shixun reached out and pulled out the long sword that pierced his body and threw it aside, then walked towards Su Fuliu step by step. He wanted to reach out and touch Su Fuliu's face again, but Su Fuliu took two steps back escaped.

He put down his hand hanging in mid-air, smiled wryly, and said, "I'm sorry, I'm really... sorry... I know, even if I die, I can't make it up, cough..."

Xiao Shixun coughed fiercely and spat out a mouthful of blood.

But he didn't care at all, he raised his hand to wipe the corners of his mouth, and continued: "Yes, but I really like Jinger very much, if there is an afterlife, no, you don't want to have an afterlife with me, but if you can , in the next life, I will definitely study hard and learn to love you..."

Xiao Shixun tried his best to pull up the corners of his mouth, and laughed: "Today is my birthday... Jinger, just call me Shixun, just... okay... I really want to hear it... really want to... "