The Bad Man of Another World

The sky was gloomy, and the torrential rain was pouring down. The rain blurred Lin Lin's vision, but he stared at Delevingne in front of him, thinking that he was crazy.

but……

He's also a little crazy.

Lin Lin took the dagger from Delevingne's hand. Seeing this, De'an thought he was really going to kill Delevingne, so he rushed over and hugged Lin Lin's thigh, crying out loud.

"Dad! Dad! Don't kill your father! It's De'an's fault! It's De'an who let your father take you away! It's De'an's fault!" The two-and-a-half-year-old child cried sadly in the rain, with baby fat arms He hugged Lin Lin's thigh tightly.

Lin Lin lowered his head and looked at De'an with soft eyes: "Don't worry, dad won't kill him, dad knows you like him the most, why is dad willing to take away your dearest person?"

Although Lin Lin said so, he raised his dagger and said to Delevingne, "Do you have to take me away?"

Draven nodded, his wound was still bleeding, and because of the rain, the blood kept flowing down, almost staining half of his pants red.

Lin Lin smiled wryly, and held up a dagger in the rain: "Do you think taking me away will make me fall in love with you again?"

"I don't need to make you fall in love with me again, because you have always loved me." Delevingne said slowly, his voice weakened due to excessive blood loss: "I know you are afraid of being with me You will repeat the same mistakes in the future, even if Yann is now with Dels, you still can’t let go, in this case, I will take you away, let’s go to a place without Yann, and a place without Sicily, from now on I will Only you, and you only me, is that okay?"

Lin Lin's heart was moved, his eyes became blurred in the rain, there was only each other, and it sounded so dreamy, really like a fairy couple in a martial arts novel, but...

There is not only love in this world, he has other concerns, he can't just follow Delevingne away like this.

Lin Lin smiled wryly, and looked at Delevingne with extremely complicated eyes, filled with pain and love.

"Sorry, I can't."

Delevingne's heart turned cold. He wanted to ask Lin Lin why he couldn't, but was surprised to see Lin Lin waving the dagger in his hand.

The sky was bright, and a thunderbolt pierced the sky.

Delevingne didn't move, waiting for Lin Lin's dagger to arrive, but was shocked to see Lin Lin raised his left hand, and slashed his wrist fiercely.

With a loud bang, the thunder exploded in Delevingne's ears, and his mind went blank.

The bright red blood overflowed from the wound on Lin Lin's wrist, but was immediately washed away by the rain. Delevingne did not expect that Lin Lin would actually cut his own wrist. After a short moment of daze, he immediately rushed Xiang Lin Lin grabbed the sharp blade with his big hand and snatched the dagger from Lin Lin's hand, then hugged him.

"Why! Why!" Delevingne hugged Lin Lin and asked twice, his voice trembling. He raised Lin Lin's wrist and took a look, only to see that the wound on his wrist was deep, and the blood flowed out at a rapid rate. It was also very fast, apparently the main artery was cut.

Lin Lin laughed at himself: "If I don't do this, how can you go back to the tribe with me? You have to hurry up, I will go into shock if I lose too much blood."

After Lin Lin finished speaking, he stretched out his hand to touch the wound on Draven's waist and abdomen. He also felt very painful when the knife was stabbed. , he was wounded along with him.

Either die here together, or go back to the tribe together.

"You...would you rather die than come with me?" Delevingne was disheartened, with a dazed expression, he was really hit by Lin Lin.

"No, it's just..." Lin Lin looked up at the gray sky and sighed, "My family is here, my friends are here, my memories and life are here, and Sicily... If I This way, I have to feel sorry for him for the rest of my life."

After Lin Lin finished speaking, he reached out to touch Draven's face, smiling bitterly: "If you could take me away earlier, when Yan just returned to the tribe, or when I gave birth to De'an, or even when I When I first returned to the tribe, I was willing, but I have already given the promise to Sicily... But you want to come at this time, it is too late, no matter whether I go or not, I will have regrets, how do you let me choose?"

Delevingne listened in pain, seeing Lin Lin's face getting paler and paler, knowing that if he didn't send Lin Lin back to the tribe for medical treatment, he would really die, so he gritted his teeth.

He wanted to take Lin Lin away, but he wanted Lin Lin to live even more.

Living, at least he can still look at him, even if it is only from a distance, but dying, dying in this desolate desert, leaving De'an alone in this world, he will not look down.

Delevingne closed his eyes resignedly, and then opened them, his eyes filled with desolation.

"I'll send you back to the tribe." Delevingne kissed Lin Lin's pale lips in the rain, and looked straight at him: "If this is your choice, if being with Sicily makes you happier, then I...let go .”

Lin Lin's hand grasped Delevingne's skirt tightly, his eyes were full of water, whether it was rain or tears.

"Yeah." There was a little crying voice.

A broken mirror can be reunited, but is there really no crack at all?

The mirror is broken, it is broken after all.

In the rainstorm, the man returned to the tribe with his love in his arms, followed by a lion cub and a lame dog in the distance.

The rain is getting heavier.

……

Charlie was eating watermelon in the arms of the big fool, and his son was playing in the rain in the yard. The child was very excited to see such a heavy rainstorm, and rolled on the muddy floor in the yard, enjoying himself.

The door of the big house opened suddenly, and the two of them didn't pay attention, they just thought it was their son who had had enough fun and came in, but when they turned their heads and looked, they found that it was Delevingne walking in with Lin Lin in his arms.

There was a lot of blood on Delevingne's body, his face was very ugly and pale, which was obviously a symptom of excessive blood loss, and Lin Lin, who was nestled in his arms, seemed to be asleep, and buried his face in Delevingne's arms, a little Nothing happened.

The rain dripped down Draven's body, mixed with blood, and Charlie knew the seriousness of the situation, so he stood up from the big stupid man's arms with his belly outstretched.

"What's going on?" Charlie asked Delevingne: "Are you injured?"

"Leave me alone, look at Lin Lin first!" Delevingne showed Charlie the hand that cut the artery, with an anxious expression on his face: "He's been in a coma for a while!"

Only then did Charlie realize that Lin Lin's face was even uglier than Delevingne's, and he was ashen. He was shocked, and quickly said to Delevingne: "Quick! Move him to the pharmacy!"

Delevingne endured his weak body and carried Lin Lin to Charlie's pharmacy. Charlie quickly pulled out the tools and tied a rope to the upper part of Lin Lin's left arm, strangling the upper arm's artery to prevent blood flow. Continue to flow up the wrist, then quickly sterilize the suture needle, and start suturing Lin Lin's wrist.

Draven clutched the wound on his waist and abdomen and wanted to stand aside to watch, but his head was dizzy, his feet staggered, and he almost fell to his knees on the ground.

Charlie focused on suturing Lin Lin's wound, and ignored Delevingne. The big fool walked up to Delevingne, lifted his shirt and looked at him. After finding a knife wound on his waist and abdomen, he turned and went to the medicine cabinet. Gave him medicine.

The orc has a strong physique and a strong recovery ability. If you sprinkle wound medicine on the wound and wrap it with a bandage, most of the wound can heal. Besides, although Lin Lin stabbed half of the dagger in, the dagger is very thin, and the wound is only twice as long. It's just that Draven has been drenched in the rain, and ran back to the tribe with Lin Lin on his back to speed up the blood loss, so he lost a lot of blood.

The atmosphere in the pharmacy was very tense. At this time, the dripping De'an walked in sobbing. When he saw Lin Lin lying on the bed with his eyes tightly closed, he cried even harder, but he didn't make much noise. It was the little hand who wiped his tears and walked to Delevingne's side, and hugged Delevingne's feet with great aggrievedness.

"It's okay." Delevingne touched his head, sighed and leaned back on the chair, slightly knocked his eyes, his dark golden eyes stared at Lin Lin on the bed, dim, like the sun in the doomsday, shining through Dead and hopeless.

Draven fell asleep, he was so tired.

Waking up is because I feel a person's breath, which is familiar and yet strange.

Draven opened his eyes, Lin Lin was wearing a dark green shirt, bent over and put his head in front of his face, looking at him with shining black eyes.

"It's so rare, you also doze off sometimes." Lin Lin smiled, then raised his chin, and clicked on Delevingne's forehead.

Delevingne was taken aback by the kiss. He looked at Lin Lin in front of him quietly, and found that they were in the big house before. The living room was huge, the furniture was also very stylish, and the bright sunlight came in from the windows. You can see some dust floating around.

The air is slightly warm and the surroundings are quiet.

Draven was a little dazed, he grabbed Lin Lin who was about to leave, Lin Lin looked back at him with a smile, and said softly, "What's wrong?"

"Why are we here?" Delevingne touched Lin Lin's left hand, and then turned his hand over, only to see that the inner side of his wrist was white, with faint bruising veins, not that hideous. Wound.

"This is our home." Lin Lin replied as a matter of course, and then laughed at Delevingne: "Did you fall asleep after a nap?"

"... Where's De'an?"

"Dean?"

"our children."

Lin Lin was stunned for a moment, then smiled slyly. He approached Delevingne, raised his feet, and sat on Delevingne's lap with his feet spread apart. His two thin arms wrapped around his neck.

"We've only been together for a month, where did the child come from? If you want... I'll give birth to you." Lin Lin sighed angrily, and when he was talking, he moved his face closer and closer, and looked at her provocatively. Draven, and stuck his crotch against his belly.

Looking at Lin Lin who was so close, Delevingne's breathing became short, he opened his mouth and bit Lin Lin's lips, his hands lingered around his back, and the belly touching Lin Lin burned a fire.

Draven touched Lin Lin's back a few times, and then went to take off his pants.

"Why are you in such a hurry today?" Lin Lin giggled, leaning back his neck so that Delevingne could kiss his neck.

Delevingne didn't speak, just hugged the person on his body tightly.

The window was wide open, and the air was getting hotter and hotter. The two hugged each other on the chair, entangled inseparably.

Draven parted Lin Lin's buttocks, pushed up, and entered that fiery body.

"Ah..." Lin Lin let out a low cry, hugged Delevingne's head with both hands, and whispered in his ear: "I love you..."

Delevingne woke up suddenly, his body was covered in hot sweat and sticky, and the bottom... also, and it was even more sticky.

Is it a dream...

Delevingne sat up. The room was quite bright, and there were noisy voices from the street outside. He looked around and saw that it was the guest room of Charlie's house. Lin Lin had stayed at Charlie's house for a while, so he recognized it.

Thinking of Lin Lin, Delevingne lifted a lot of energy. He hurriedly got out of bed and wanted to go to find Lin Lin, but the wound on his waist and abdomen was pulled because of too much movement, causing a burst of pain.

Clutching the wound, Delevingne went out. There was no one in the house, but there were voices in the yard. When he walked into the yard, he saw De'an playing with Charlie's children. The two were wrestling on the ground. Sitting on the sidelines with a slightly bulging stomach watching, but the big fool is not there.

"Are you awake?" Charlie sat on the recliner and turned to look at him with a smile on his face.