After rebirth, I kidnapped the sickly Dugong

This is something the person involved has almost forgotten its existence.

But it was carefully collected and kept by Si Jiu.

Wen Baizhi actually heard clearly what Si Jiu said.

Even though he said this in a low voice, she heard it.

But her first reaction was not anger or shock.

But distressed.

From the time she gave Si Jiu this wish ticket during the New Year until now, he has suffered a lot.

But even in the most difficult times, Si Jiu was able to keep the sachet and the things inside it so well.

What a great effort and hard work he must have put in.

When Wen Baizhi was in modern times, she had watched those romantic idol dramas.

In order not to drag the other person down, the protagonist in the story hardened his heart and said something to make the other person leave.

She had seen this kind of scene countless times.

She never disdained such behavior.

She always felt that no matter what happened between the two of them, they should at least speak out openly.

If there are any difficulties, we can solve them together.

If the problem cannot be solved or accepted, then there will be another result.

But at least you have to try your best so that you won't regret it when you think about it in the future.

No one knew better than her how much Si Jiu loved her.

But the fact that he said this now must mean that there is some hurdle that he thinks he cannot overcome.

Wen Baizhi's eyes lost the bright light of expectation.

But she still lifted Si Jiu's chin with her hand so that he could look into her eyes.

"What did you say? Say it again?"

Si Jiu's fingertips were trembling in pain.

Just saying those words had already used up all the strength he could muster in his life.

But now Wen Baizhi wanted him to say it again.

That's it.

If saying it again could make her leave him, he would be willing to say it a thousand times.

It doesn't matter even if my heart is stabbed and bleeding.

He tried to clear his throat.

"I said, well..."

Si Jiu didn't finish his words.

Wen Baizhi kissed him directly on the lips, sealing his mouth from saying anything else.

There was still a lingering taste of blood in Si Jiu's mouth, but Wen Baizhi didn't mind.

She hadn't felt Si Jiu's warmth for a long time.

She wants to.

When Si Jiu was kissed by her, every part of his soul was clamoring to get closer to her, closer.

But his brain was also reminding him that he could not indulge himself like this any longer.

He pushed Wen Baizhi's chest with the palms of his hands, trying to push her away.

But he was weak from his illness, and with such little strength, it was difficult for him to even scratch Wen Baizhi's itch.

Wen Baizhi held his restless hands and deepened the kiss.

After all, he was still sick, and Si Jiu was becoming increasingly unable to breathe as the kisses continued.

My consciousness is becoming a little blurry.

But the person opposite was Wen Baizhi.

This is the person he will love forever.

What should he do.

Suddenly, Wen Baizhi let go of Si Jiu in pain, and her hand unconsciously touched her mouth.

She looked at Si Jiu in confusion.

Si Jiu just pretended to be calm and said: "Kiss me without my permission, I have the right to bite your tongue to make you let go."

He didn't bite hard, and it only caused a slight sting to Wen Baizhi.

But why.

He had never wanted to hurt her in the slightest before.

Wen Baizhi didn't believe it: "Do you think that if you bite my tongue, I won't continue to kiss you? You are wrong. Not only will I continue to kiss you, but I will also kiss you more passionately than before. Just wait and see."

As she said this she was about to continue the kiss that had just been interrupted.

But in the next moment I found something wrong.

She knew that Si Jiu had been very weak since he woke up.

But at this moment, blood was flowing from the corner of Si Jiu's mouth, and his head was shaking slightly unconsciously.

By the time she realized what he had done, Wen Baizhi had already stood up and knelt on the couch, trying to roughly pry open Si Jiu's mouth.

"What did you do, Zijin? Did you bite your tongue? Open your mouth, open your mouth."

Si Jiu was so stubborn that he didn't even look at her, but more and more blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Wen Baizhi knew that biting the tongue would never lead to suicide, but it hurt.

It will affect your subsequent speaking and eating.

Si Jiu was already weak, how could this happen to him?

She could have just roughly pried open the driver's mouth.

But he refused to cooperate, and Wen Baizhi was afraid that if she used brute force to pry his mouth open, her jaw would be dislocated, which would make the situation even worse.

How could she not know the meaning of Si Jiu's action?

"Okay," she finally surrendered, "At least I promise you I won't kiss you anymore, and you won't bite your tongue first, okay?"

Only then did Si Jiu look at her again.

Those eyes were full of helplessness.

This kind of Wen Baizhi was not what he wanted to see.

He couldn't keep her from going down any longer.

Si Jiu finally loosened his lips as Wen Baizhi wished.

Wen Baizhi was able to breathe a sigh of relief.

She didn't dare to provoke him anymore and could only slowly retreat back to the bed.

"Since I promised you, I won't kiss you again. Don't worry, I always keep my word."

she explained.

"Since you're awake now, I'll help you find Ming Lang. You may not know who Ming Lang is since you just woke up. He is the long-missing senior brother that Rong Heng has been looking for. His medical skills are better than Rong Heng's, and he also knows many modern surgeries that Rong Heng can't do. Oh, by the way, you may not know what modern surgery is. It's okay. I'll explain it to you when I have a chance."

Si Jiu listened to these words in despair.

There will be no chance in the future.

He would let her go.

How could he not know what modern times are?

Modern is her home.

He would let her go back to her modern home.

"Then you take a good rest here first. I'll go out and find Minglang."

The wound on his tongue also needs Minglang to come and help treat it in time.

Before leaving, Wen Baizhi wanted to tuck in the quilt for Si Jiu, but she was worried that he would become overly emotional, so she didn't do it.

"I'll be right back."

Just like she had told him every time before going out, Wen Baizhi also said this this time.

It wasn't until her back completely disappeared from Si Jiu's sight that he was finally able to relax.

Si Jiu covered his chest, propped himself up, leaned over the couch and vomited a pool of blood.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve without caring.

Just by simply standing up, he felt his back was as painful and itchy as if hundreds of ants were gnawing at him.

There was no need for Minglang to come and tell him, he himself knew how bad his current situation was.

Previously, that feeling of collapse only appeared in his waist.

But now this feeling was not only stronger in his waist, but also in his entire back.

Although he didn't know the specific cause of the disease, he knew that he was definitely going to be disabled.

How could he, such a man, be so foolish as to dream of such a beautiful Wen Baizhi?

Si Jiu lay back dejectedly, two lines of tears rolling down from the corners of his eyes.