Mr. Li, my wife kneels down and begs to be kicked out.

At this time, Su Xiaoxiao was blindfolded and tied to a wooden stool.

She moaned and screamed desperately, but the towel in her mouth made her unable to make any sound.

The dark world gave her endless panic and fear. She curled up and moved step by step, tapping hard in one direction, but received no response.

She didn't know how long this time lasted. She finally knew that she was trapped in a certain place. There was no light, no people, and no food. She was left to fend for herself.

At first, she would scream and bang as hard as she could, trying to break free from the rope and try to escape.

But she didn’t know how long she worked hard and how long she struggled. In the end, apart from breaking free of the rope on her hands, tearing off the cloth that blindfolded her eyes, and trying hard to slap the wall without getting any feedback, she finally faced I dare not act rashly in this unknown darkness.

Curling up in the corner, she hugged her knees tightly, not daring to open her eyes again, and just buried her head in them.

She didn't know how long this fearful time lasted. Su Xiaoxiao only felt that she was so thirsty and hungry.

She didn't dare to scream anymore, just like a person who was thrown into a deep well. When asking for help became a luxury, she could only conserve her strength and wait for someone to save her.

In a daze, no sound could come out of his dry throat.

When she was exhausted, she seemed to have felt the breath of death.

With a "boom", a loud noise suddenly came from the sky. She was so frightened that her whole body was already cold, and she hugged her body tightly again.

But the lack of water and food over the past few days has left her with no room for fear.

Perhaps, compared with death, all fears and fears are nothing to mention.

Leaning against the corner, she could no longer hold on and fell down, her cheek pressed tightly against the cold ground. She tried hard to get up, but found that she could no longer do it.

She tried hard to open her eyes, as if she was looking for a light in this dark world, and she was even more looking forward to someone coming back to the light.

The longer she waited, the more desperate she became.

She could feel her life passing by quietly, as if she would never open her eyes again if she closed her eyes the next second.

She struggled hard again, breathless, and looked at the pitch-black area unwillingly.

Her hoarse voice made a faint sound, and tears fell from the corners of her eyes. She said: "Li Hanchuan, where are you? If you knew that I was going to die, would you be happy or sad?"

The coolness spreading from the soles of her feet continued to her chest.

Su Xiaoxiao only felt that she was so cold, and even the hands that wanted to hold her to keep herself warm were unable to lift them up.

She knew her life was coming to an end.

There was another burst of thunder in the sky, and Su Xiaoxiao's body shrank slightly in fright. She remembered that stormy night. She was so frightened that she curled up and slept in Li Hanchuan's arms all night...

The corner of her mouth curled up with difficulty. She didn't want to die yet. She still had many unfinished regrets and people she couldn't let go of...

Suddenly, the door panel outside the house was forcefully opened. She blinked, as if she saw a dazzling light, but she seemed not to see anything at all.

Li Hanchuan, who rushed over in a hurry, saw the dying woman lying on the ground with a pale and haggard face. His heart felt like a heart-piercing pain, making his whole body tremble.

He took off his coat and covered the woman's body, and kept rubbing her hands with his hands. The cold chill came, and he couldn't help but growl, "Su Xiaoxiao, I don't allow you to die, I don't allow you to die." you die!"

Listening to this familiar voice, the woman tried her best to open her eyes and twitched the corners of her dry mouth, but she couldn't say anything.

She only felt that she must be dead, so she had hallucinations.

Gently closing her eyes, her five senses began to be completely lost. She could no longer hear, see, or touch...

When she woke up again, she was already lying on a familiar hospital bed. The sunlight outside the window shone on her face. She moved her eyes slowly, which was a bit dazzling.

She subconsciously raised her hand to cover it, and the needle inserted on the back of her hand made her seem to understand something.

She turned her head and saw a man sitting beside the bed, holding her other hand and falling asleep.

Maybe it was his own movement of raising his hand that made a sound, and the man next to him opened his eyes without any surprise.

The man's sad face suddenly showed a trace of joy. He held the woman's hand tightly and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't protect you."

Su Xiaoxiao looked at him blankly, as if he had not yet woken up from a dream, always feeling that everything in front of him was not real.

She still vaguely remembered that before she fainted, someone told her not to die.

Su Xiaoxiao licked her lips and couldn't help but ask: "Am I... dead?"

The man was obviously startled. He subconsciously raised his hand and touched the woman's forehead, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. Then he said earnestly, "You are not dead, you are still alive!"

The woman's eyes gradually began to examine everything in the room, including the man in front of her.

She always felt that Li Hanchuan was a little different today.

He raised his head and gently stroked the man's cheek. He didn't know when or why the beard suddenly grew, showing a bit of old age and vicissitudes that was completely at odds with him.

She whispered, "When I was locked in a small dark room, I could completely understand your pain and depression. But I never thought about giving up, because I knew you would definitely come to save me."

"Li Hanchuan, I know you are also scared, but you also have to believe that there will always be someone who will save you. Even if that person is not me, it will be someone else."

"I know that it is a bit difficult for you to face the past. However, as long as you are willing, I will accompany you and bear the worldly criticism and ridicule. As long as you are willing, there will no longer be darkness in your heart, only bright."

The man didn't speak. He thought she would cry loudly to him when she woke up, or even curse at him.

But he never thought that after the disaster, she was caring about him every word.

My heart was severely touched.

He didn't know how to answer the woman's question, but she said she was willing.

The emotion that had been deliberately suppressed suddenly burst out and gradually turned into tears in his eyes.

These tears are a little sour, but also a little refreshingly sweet.

He held the woman's hand tightly, "I promise you, I will overcome my inner demons, get rid of the past, and start over."