"Rui Yi, I'm sorry, I can't hold on any longer." Qi Congnan smiled and fell from the top floor. A heartbreaking voice came from the phone, "No! Congnan, you promised me, live well! Congnan! Congnan! Qi Congnan!"
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Qi Congnan saw the beautiful fireworks blooming, like a lover's smiling face, but couldn't catch them, "I'm sorry, please forgive me."
The blood seeped out slowly, and the smile on the dead man's face seemed to be relief for himself, while the people who came in a hurry were filled with tears, "Qi Congnan, wake up! Congnan, Congnan, Congnan! Don't leave me alone! Please!" The person in his arms no longer responded. Rui Yi hugged Congnan, and the person in his arms smiled, but he could never come back.
Intention: Think about it