Chapter 33 Let me find you

Because I care, that's why I do these stupid things.

---Xi Xin Miao.

In the room, the wax torch turns into ash, the winding candle tears dry, and the color of the paper window slowly turns from dark to blue and white.

Unconsciously, the night passed quietly like this.

The strong smell of blood filled the slightly lonely empty room.

The man of

** is as quiet as a picture scroll, rather beautiful.

The slightly curved corners of the mouth, and the lips are slightly enchanting because of the stagnant red, which is in sharp contrast to the pale face. For everything in the outside world, it seems to be separated by a high wall.

He seemed to be asleep, but he didn't know that the other two people in the room had been staying all night, and they didn't dare to leave or slack off.

"Your injury---"

Feng Xue seemed to hesitate to open her mouth. She had not closed her eyes all night, and there was no previous rejection and hatred in her tone.

To be honest, he really can't see through this woman.

"I'm fine."

Xi Xinmiao's voice was a little hoarse and tired. Her eyes had been locking the sleeping man and praying for a miracle.

Feng Xue stopped talking. He knew that she was also persistent, and what he believed would not change.

The eyes turned to the bandage that had oozed bright red blood on Xi Xinmiao's wrist, which was just tied last night.

My thoughts suddenly floated to last night...

He still remembered the shock when he came in and saw her cutting her wrist and feeding the master with blood. It was too late to stop it.

"What are you doing!"

"Save him."

"How do you know this method is feasible, if there is an accident..."

What he actually wants to say is how he should explain to his master if she has another accident.

He is very clear about the master's poison, and there is no solution at all. He really doesn't know what the consequences will be if she does this.

"I said, I won't leave him alone. Biluo Huangquan, I will accompany him."

He only remembered that her expression was faint, and there were no ups and downs, but he knew that she was serious.

Life and death, she can really do it.

At that moment, he withdrew the hand he wanted to stop and let her go. Suddenly, there was a feeling that there was no room for others to intervene between her and her master.

It's just that he doesn't understand why she hasn't been until now...

"Cough---"

A light cough led back to Feng Xue's thoughts, with extremely inconsistent seriousness and a touch of worry on the lovely doll's face.

"Go and take a break. I'll tell you if there's anything."

He lost so much blood all of a sudden, and he stayed by his master all night. His eyes were already blue and gray, and his eyes were deep. Only the obsidian eyes were as bright as torches, diluting the haggardness of his pale face.

It's her who hurts people, and it's her who saves people. Why is it always so contradictory?

Looking at the woman shaking her head gently, Feng Xue asked tentatively, "Why don't I ask the kitchen to cook some white porridge--" She suddenly shut up, and then seemed to accept her fate and no longer open her mouth, because the woman's indifference had made the best answer.

It doesn't matter. Let her go. If the master doesn't wake up, no one can let go.

It's just, is it really possible?

In doubt, Feng Xue turned her eyes again to the man who had no movement, full of expectation and anxiety, panic and anxiety, and the complexity alternated in her eyes.

There is only one thing they can do: wait.

......

Through the window, the blue and white quietly faded, and a layer of soft yellow was printed on the window paper. It's dawn.

I don't know when there is only one person left in the room.

The waiting at this time is tantamount to suffering for Xi Xinmiao. I never knew that waiting full of expectation was a suffocating torture under the ruthless killing of time.

Her tight body did not dare to relax for a moment. She was afraid that once she relaxed, she would not be able to keep him until he woke up. What she was more afraid of was that she was waiting for a fruitless despair.

She sat on the edge of the bed, carefully copying the man's outline, and his closed eyelids showed no sign of loosening.

Xi Xinmiao's face is already frighteningly pale. If you look closely at her eyes, you will find that there is still a shallow fragility and panic hidden in it.

"Fool, haven't you slept enough after sleeping for so long? The sun is about to bask in the buttocks. It's not a good habit to stay in bed.

She spoke briskly, but she was more like talking to herself to the silent man.

"After sleeping for so long, I must be dreaming, but it's already dawn. Why don't you wake up? If you don't wake up, I'm really going to fall down."

Her voice was slightly dark, as if it was revealing some kind of exhaustion.

He raised the corners of his mouth and reached out to gently pull his face. His eyes were moist and shiny, but a beautiful smile unfolded.

"After drinking my blood, you still want to pay the debt. If I don't wake up, I will release your blood. You don't know that my blood is precious now. A few days ago, I was just taught by Haozi to replenish my blood, but who knew that the blood had not been replenished and donated blood for free."

Xi Xinmiao smiled, and her eyes bent into a crescent. "What do you think, if that man sees it, will you rend me again?"

"Don't say it, the coquettish man's crow's mouth is really accurate. He said that he would release my blood one day sooner or later, but I didn't expect it to be true. When you wake up, you can be my witness, because I have to make a good mark on him because of his poisonous tongue.

The woman was still talking and laughing, and it seemed that she was suddenly chasing Chu Yinhao to ask for compensation.

The hand touched the man's cold hand, and his laughing face suddenly stagnated and stiff.

Her hand was not warm because of blood loss, but when she touched her cold hand, the temperature she touched was still so different.

His hand, his whole body, is not the temperature a person should have.

The corpse is the cold that only belongs to the corpse!

There is no heartbeat, the whole body is stiff and cold, and there is a faint blue and purple color.

What else can deceive her that he just fell asleep?

Panic, break the dike; camouflage, collapse.

"Why, why is it useless..."

Xi Xinmiao repeated this sentence from beginning to end. Obviously, she had already drunk blood, didn't she? Why didn't you wake up? Why is it colder and stiffer?

"Why did you lie to me? Why did you give up on me like this! The water is cold, what are you doing this! Ah, won't you forgive me even if you die!"

Feng Xue heard the roar in the room and hurriedly came, but she didn't want to see Xi Xinmao standing there with a sad and angry face, trembling all over her body. That was the Xi Xinmao he had never seen before: fragility, anger, hysteria... The weak side that did not belong to her was all displayed because of the man who had not wake up for a long time.

The words I originally wanted to ask stopped abruptly after seeing such a scene. The faint hope in my eyes was completely frustrated, and the disappointment after giving hope was really painful.

"Give up, master, he's gone."

As soon as the words fell, a soul-eating with a strong evil spirit suddenly appeared in the room. The dark guards of the Blood Valley all knelt down and bowed their heads in the direction of the ** man.

This moment is forced to suffocate, and the suppressed sadness seems to come like a stormy wave with a slight touch.

He clenched his fist and turned his head without looking at her expression at this time, but he didn't know that saying these words almost exhausted all his strength. His throat was sore and choked in his throat, as if a stone was blocked there, indescribable sadness.

Xi Xinmiao seemed to have fallen into her own world, and she couldn't hear Feng Xue's advice at all.

She is angry, she hates and hates the man who doesn't care about her.

He rushed forward and pulled his skirt. He couldn't wait to open his eyes and shouted angrily:

"Water cold, you bastard get up. Why are you dominating my feelings? Why do you pat your buttocks so simply after messing up my life? Have you ever asked my opinion? Do I agree with you to leave irresponsibly?

Okay, you want to die, don't you? Let me tell you, I can't wait for you to die!"

However, no matter how much the woman shouted and cursed, the man with his eyes closed never responded.

How to respond to a body that is no different from a corpse?

He gritted his teeth and his eyes were sour. His puppet-like indifference finally made Xi Xinmiao put down his hand.

People seem to be angry all of a sudden.

That kind of hopelessness deeply shocked everyone present, and the sadness became a river.

"Do you really want to punish me in this way?"

It took a long time for Xi Xinmiao to find her voice again, hoarse and sad.

"Drip---"

The sound of the crystal dripping on the man's forehead in the silent suffocation seemed so clear.

Printed on the man's forehead, holy and sad, as if summoning, with inexplicable traction.

He had already been vaguely unable to see clearly in her eyes. She only felt that her eyes were itchy, but she did not reach out to wipe it. She let it fall on the man's face, scratched her lips, and soaked silently, and seemed to be a little more angry.

Xi Xinmiao bent down and imprinted his lips on the two cold pieces. The wet eyelashes trembled slightly, and a drop of tears condensed there fell into the man's closed eyes without any nostalgia.

He slowly moved his lips to his ear and moved his lips silently, as if declaring a solemn oath.

Feng Xue looked at the woman doing these things devoutly. She looked at his eyes, full of tenderness, almost holy, but with strange inesight and strangeness.

It was not until Xi Xinmiao called him that he suddenly woke up.

She said, "Feng Xue, me and him, please. And help me tell Haozi that I let him down again.

He intuitively felt that the curvature of the corners of her mouth was extremely strange, and a panic rose in his heart.

I didn't understand what she meant, but the next scene really confirmed all his uneasiness.

"Miss!" A exclamation stone broke the sky and suddenly cut through the silent sky.

Han, if you don't wait for me, then let me come to you. I really want to tell you that in fact, I'm afraid of being lonely.

-Note: Guess what the result will be? In fact, you have all guessed, right? Also, do you think it's very abusive? Because the bug is from the perspective of the writer and has a predictor to the plot, I always feel that no matter how abusive it is, I can't feel it. So I really want to see your reaction, or that sentence, you are welcome to guide me at any time~~