C204 Do You Still Want to Die

Zhao Chanqiu let go of Zhao Qinghe's hand. He looked at Zhao Qinghe's hand and recalled the taste and temperature of that day. It was something he had tried his best to protect, but now he had to consider whether he should let go or not.

"Zhao Qinghe, I'm sorry. "

Zhao Chanqiu suddenly grabbed Zhao Qinghe's shoulder. His eyes were full of excitement. "I've thought it through