I'm fighting with my boyfriend every day

click.The door frame was broken by him.

The muscular and disjointed voice was exceptionally clear and loud in the silent room.

Shen Zhiwei walked towards me, even though it was against the light, I could barely see his face clearly.

There was no expression on his face.

This is the scariest expression.

Regardless of whether you have a boyfriend or a girlfriend, there is only one standard answer in this case.

I hurriedly said, "I was wrong."

He said: "...you are wrong? What is wrong?"

I thought for a while: "Did I forget your phone number?"

He stopped again.I tried to get up, but as soon as the back of my head came off the pillow, I felt dizzy.Not only was I spinning, but the whole room was thrown into the cement mixer and rumbled.

In just a short while, Shen Zhiwei had rushed over with big strides.He grabbed my skirt, pulled me up from the bed, and shouted: "You..."

He didn't grab my clothes, but my lungs.

I just felt that I was about to die, and the world receded like an ebb tide, leaving me on a beach of nothingness.

I opened my mouth like a dead fish, wanting to tell him to be quiet, but I don't know if I really said it or a hallucination.

When the consciousness came back slowly, I heard Shen Shiwei calling my name in horror.

He actually kept apologizing: "Are you okay? I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I..."

This is the first time in my memory that he said sorry to me.

Then he gently put me back on the bed.

I looked at the guy in front of me.

The toga has big sleeves, and the crown is rolled up in a bun.I used to dislike men with long hair the most, but now he looks good even with waist-length hair and big waves.

The window is pasted with gauze, the table is lit with wax, and the bed curtain is decorated with stitches of flowers embroidered.

I'm still stuck in this hellish place without a computer or a cell phone.

My nose was sore for a while, and I actually thought it was pretty good.

Shen Shiwei's fury rarely became a squib.

What also made him dumb was his strength. There was obviously a reclining chair beside the short table, but he didn't bother to move it, so he simply sat down on the footsteps beside the bed.

The hand holding my skirt still refused to let go. He buried his face in the crook of my neck and didn't say a word for a long time.

I turned my face to rub the top of his hair, and he seemed to be shaking a little.I finished what I just said for him: "I am a big fool, I know."

His voice was muffled: "You have seven stab wounds on your body."

He paused, his mood was very stable, he didn't seem to be venting his anger, he was just explaining the objective facts: "In the future, I will cut him seven hundred knives."

I said, "Where is he...?"

Shen Zhiwei said: "When I arrived, his guards took him away. This is a chance to break through in one fell swoop, I, I didn't chase after him."

Manjushri escaped.

I don't know whether to be disappointed, or a little lucky.

I changed the subject: "Where is this?"

He said: "You have been in a coma and many things have happened these days. Let's heal your injuries first, before it's too late." As he spoke, he became angry again and crawled up: "Do you know what your life is like?" Picked it up! How could you do such a stupid thing!"

How can I do such a stupid thing?

Because I lost Ying Xiaolu, I must save Mu Lantian; because I saved Mu Lantian, I must let everyone return to Yun safely.

Speaking of any link is courting death.I gave him a weak and wry smile: "The child has no mother, it's a long story. Let me recover from my injuries first, before it's too late."

He said: "...I'll call the doctor." Guess he didn't dare to stay too long - I can't bear to be beaten now, but don't die in the hands of the enemy, but in his hands instead.

Before Shen Shiwei reached the door, she turned around again, staring at me in a daze.

I asked: "What's wrong?"

He said, "I'll be right back. You wait."

I was bandaged up like a mummy, where else could I go if I waited dishonestly?

But after I was stunned, a sharp knife-like sourness pierced my heart in an instant, and the taste was not inferior to the real knife wound that cut me in half.

Son of a bitch.

where else can you goYou can still throw him down to die.

I tried my best to laugh lively and heartlessly: "Don't talk nonsense. I'm in pain, go to the doctor and find a solution."

The doctor Shen Shiwei found couldn't hide what was on his mind, and repeatedly sighed "Auspicious man and heaven" with an expression of "you're not dead yet".But I understand that with the medical conditions of this era, maybe I will die in bed like Xue Kun.

Sure enough, the difficulty is yet to come.

I was ups and downs in the continuous high fever, and I spit out all the soup and medicine I drank.The wound was in pain for 24 hours. In delirium, I believed that Manjushri had dug out my internal organs and replaced them with a nest of poisonous snakes. Otherwise, why would my own organs torture me so much?

Apart from the doctor and a few dumb servants, only Shen Shiwei came to see me.

Every now and then I wake up and see him sitting in that recliner.

It's not worried or sad, there's never an expression on his face that I'm afraid to see.

Shen Shiwei stared at my bed, like a traveler in Linqi staring at a small campfire in front of him.He always looks thoughtful, and when he feels my gaze and looks back, he maintains this seriousness.

The light in the room is acceptable, and when we are allowed to see each other's faces clearly, it is really disgusting to stare at each other silently.To ease the embarrassment, I sometimes made faces at him out of the blue, but I never succeeded in amusing him.

And when we are in the dark, we seem to be relieved of some burden. If I can still talk, I can have a chat.

It's a pity that I was burnt out.When I think about it afterwards, I can't figure out whether these night talks really happened, or whether they were reworked from my countless dreams.

For example, there is such a passage.

The moonlight was shining that night, and people could clearly see that he didn't sleep in the middle of the night, sitting upright on the chair.

Shen Zhiwei said nonchalantly: "If you really die, I can still live a good life, and I still want to seek wealth, marry a wife and have children."

I said "hmm": "Otherwise, you still want to jump into the grave and turn into a butterfly?"

He sneered: "But I will definitely kill prisoners and slaughter cities. If I can ascend to the throne, I must be cruel."

This context seems to have nothing to do with it?

I said: "...what the hell?"

He said gloomyly: "Remember, if that day really comes, it will all be because of Hero Qin."

I said, "You're being unreasonable."

The reclining chair creaked, and Shen Shiwei stood up.Although he walked into the darkness, the moonlight wet his white clothes, and I could still see what he was doing for a while.

He was pacing up and down: "If you want to make me unhappy, I will definitely not let you do so. Do you think you can give up your life to save people? Just wait, more people will lose their heads because of you."

Although he was still moving at a constant speed, the content of his words became more and more angry.Probably he himself felt that these words were too mentally retarded, so Shen Shiwei walked into a dark corner completely.

I never thought that I would be a disaster for the country and the people.

Even if my brain turns into liquid, I know that I must not laugh at this time.I looked up at the ceiling and said, "Don't, what kind of broken future are you planning, why are we so miserable? How cool is it? How about it, why don't you try to be the emperor, and then degenerate into a foolish king." My voice is like the surface of water Duckweed on the river, flowing down the dark river, I muttered in a daze: "You will be a foolish king, and I will be a demon concubine. We have wine pools and meat forests, singing and singing every night, making a fuss on the grape arbor, and we will never go to court early. You get a fleet Going down to America, ah, the world of mortals rides on the concubine and laughs, no one knows it’s chili..."

Shen Zhiwei walked to the side of the bed at some point, sat down, and pinched the base of my neck viciously.

With his hair loose, he looks like an ink painting of the Milky Way hanging from the sky.

I couldn't help reaching out to touch it: "Your Majesty, why don't you come and sleep next to the concubine?"

This is probably really a dream, because what I hold is a handful of starlight.

Qin Zhan's physical health is unbelievably healthy, ordinary people's illnesses come and go, and he develops to a better place every second.

And at a speed like a [-]-meter sprint.

The pain went from sharp as an electric shock to hammering.The bandages that were removed from my body at first were so disgusting that I disgusted myself, but soon the fluid oozing from the wound was only pale yellow.

Finally one day I got rid of the urinal and tremblingly went to the courtyard to urinate.

Looking at the hole in the mud, I let out a long sigh of relief, knowing that this time I finally came back to life.

What happened after my injury that night was simple.Shen Zhiwei couldn't find me in the camp, and knew that I was dead without even thinking about it.He lit an elite gun to catch me back, but before he was halfway there, he saw a raging fire in the red shed.

Manjushri did not lie to me.He did force the troops to retreat for a mile, accompanied only by servants and dozens of guards.

This fire burned their master, and soldiers and horses came to kill them, and the guards turned around and ran away.But Mu Lantian was so vigilant, he didn't mess up when things changed, but he threw down his luggage decisively, and the whole army followed suit.

Although I paid a price and the road was a bit tortuous, my original goal was still brought.

We literally escaped.

Shen Zhiwei said: "What? Brother Qin is still very proud?"

Linghu Chong touched his ears, and Yue Buqun saw through that he was secretly sticking out his tongue.And the corners of my mouth are only slightly raised at the moment.I hurriedly said: "No, it's not my credit, what's there to be happy about."

I'm at a disadvantage now, and I don't know how long it will take to get on an equal footing with Shen Shiwei. I hope this is the biggest sequelae left by Manjusri's seven knives.

It was dusk at this moment, and the reclining chair had been moved to the courtyard by my order.After all, it is summer, and now my injury is much better, and I have the capital to be greedy for cold again.

The room I live in is quite tidy, but when I get to the yard, I know that this place is not usually lived by people.

Except for the road from the courtyard door to the room, moss grew everywhere, and the courtyard wall was covered with succulents.The ancient well under the wall has been abandoned, and the daily water is picked from outside.Outside the door is a dusty avenue, and a few trees withered by the sun constitute the most ordinary scenery.

I scratched my stomach.The edges of the wound have started to itch a bit, which is a sign of scarring.

I asked, "And then what?"

He said, "What then?"

I swallowed my saliva: "After escaping. Where are we now?"