Welcome to the world of strange dreams

but……

In Fu Minghui's divergent thoughts, she thought: She envied Zhen Xiaotao so much, and she also wanted to be carried by him.

His broad shoulders with open doors should be quite comfortable to lie on, not to mention the muscles are well developed and tight, and maybe even soft.

"Where did you find Zhen Xiaotao?" Luo Zhao asked, interrupting her random thoughts, "We have to send him back. It seems that he needs to be in a certain place to maintain his energy. Or even repair it. "

After a pause, he added, "Don't you feel it? His energy is draining."

Fu Minghui glanced at Zhen Xiaotao and became nervous because his figure was weakening.

It's all Luo Zhao's fault. As soon as he comes, she will naturally relax, even forgetting that they are still in the border and facing unknown dangers.

It's not her fault anyway...

She looked around, suddenly feeling a little embarrassed.

The reason why Zhen Xiaotao was successfully found at that time was because she gave the ring to the young man and then found it based on her sense of the ring.

But her sense of direction is poor in the real world, let alone in a boundary with no sense of coordinates at all?

Now, at a glance, there was fog everywhere, or black and gray fog. There was no scenery at all for reference. How could she find the place where Zhen Xiaotao originally slept?

But Luo Zhao's judgment, although strange, is also particularly appropriate.

Now that I think about it, the upright coffin-like place and the dark passage behind it do seem to be imprisoning Zhen Xiaotao, but they are also places to protect him.

The question now is, where?

She was a little anxious for a moment, but when her eyes fell, she suddenly saw Zhen Xiaotao's hanging arms and the ring on his hand.

An idea struck her and she quickly took Zhen Xiaotao's hand.

Not to touch the ring, but to close your eyes and try to feel it.

Fortunately, her psychic ability, which was like the Six Meridians Divine Sword, appeared and failed. Although she didn't "hear" any inner voice, she just had a feeling that made her turn to the left and back, walk straight, and then turn again. I turned a corner and finally saw the coffin.

If she hadn't adapted to the weirdness of the border, its ever-changing and illogical nature, the current scene would be so weird, but she actually took it for granted.

So, maybe there is no scary picture in this world, it’s just about getting used to it, right?

Opening the coffin, Luo Zhao's tall body had to work hard to squeeze in.

Fu Minghui saw from the gap next to him that after reaching the dark passage at the bottom of the coffin, Luo Zhao stuffed the unconscious Zhen Xiaotao into it, but he himself couldn't even put a finger in, so he could only withdraw again, and finally Put on the coffin lid.

"Let's go." He extended his hand again.

When he put Zhen Xiaotao's hand in, he couldn't hold her at the same time. So Fu Minghui held up the injured hand to prevent the nano things from falling out.

Although Luo Zhao told her that the little thing would stick and travel with the blood. It is now in her body and will be taken out with instruments later.

Inexplicably, there was a kind of his blood in her body, and she suddenly felt much closer.

Even...as if...she was pregnant with his child...

And my first feeling when I returned to the real world was: If this continues, my wish to have a monkey with him may not be impossible to realize.

She was taking a nap after dinner and came in right away. Her physical body was sitting on the small sofa in the living room.

Now she was lying on the bed, which proved that he had brought her in.

All put to bed...

When he turned his head slightly, he saw Luo Zhao's thick-haired head rising.

It turned out that he was lying next to her bed and chased her in.

Because their eyes suddenly met after waking up, Fu Minghui felt as if he had been caught for doing something bad, and he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

Work! Work! Work hard!

Other women are working hard to build careers, but she is always thinking about dating.

Shameful!

She scolded herself because she was always distracted when she was with Luo Zhao.

Fortunately, at this time, because she moved around, the wound on her hand was scratched, causing her to scream softly in pain.

I didn't notice it in the border just now, but in reality a lot of blood was shed, and even the quilt was dyed red.

Even now, blood beads are still seeping out, but not as serious.

Luo Zhao raised her hand without any distractions, frowned and said, "I'm afraid it will take two stitches."

He sighed again to cover up his distress, "You actually don't have to cut it so deep..."

What should Fu Minghui say?

She didn't cut it on her own. The reason why it was so thrilling this time was because she was afraid of pain and was afraid of the pain. As a result, she poked herself hard during the action scene, which caused this situation.

Now my fingers are throbbing with pain. After returning to my soul, the feeling of physical pain is even deeper.

"Am I useless?" She felt even more ashamed when she thought about her unlucky intentions before she was over.

"Don't fight internally. Don't attack yourself." Luo Zhao said seriously, "You don't know how brave you are. In that situation, you didn't give up on Zhen Xiaotao, you didn't escape by yourself, you chose to protect him."

"It's not a choice..." Fu Minghui was a little embarrassed after being praised, "It's just instinctive..."

She needs to be honest with her heart. If she is given time to think rationally, maybe she is not so desperate.

"It's just because of instinct." Luo Zhao said halfway before hitting his head again.

The difference is that this time there is a gentle smile in his eyes.

What he didn't say was that it was just instinct, without thinking or weighing, that proved the kindness and bravery in her heart.

Now he has felt that maybe she can become an official team member, if the premise is not to consider whether those complicated reviews are friendly to her.

Shaking off those thoughts, he immediately stood up, observed, and dropped a suitable cup.

Amidst Fu Minghui's exclamations, he cut his finger and stained some blood on the fragment. Then he called the medical staff and took Fu Minghui to treat the wound.

"You can use my blood, but it's still coming out anyway." Fu Minghui complained.

Luo Zhao only smiled and said nothing.

Aren't you afraid that if you touch her again, the wound will get bigger? She was in so much pain that she was almost sweating. Although she pretended not to care, she bit her lower lip until it turned white.

After the nurse came to take Fu Minghui to treat the wound, other nurses came to help her change the blood-stained bedding, and the cleaning staff also came to clean up the broken glass.

The nurse did not wonder why Luo Zhao was in Fu Minghui's room. Instead, she asked with a frightened look, "Why did she get cut? She didn't want to commit suicide, right? This situation needs to be reported to the doctor. She is suffering from depression."

"She won't die, it's just an accident." Luo Zhao explained awkwardly.

He had been trying hard to arrange the scene and give a reasonable explanation for Fu Minghui's wounds, but he had forgotten this problem.

If Fu Minghui was given special attention by the hospital for this, he would be depressed...