Respect the little husband [farming]

The moment he fell into the water, he seemed to have entered an illusory world, empty and filled to the point of suffocation, and the body seemed to fall endlessly. It was a kind of primitive fear of despair.

It just feels like the water is cold.

Jiao Shihan opened his eyes, held his breath and tried to look at Shen Wenxuan in front of him. His long jet black hair was scattered and tangled by the current, and the two of them were tightly pressed together, looking a bit beautiful in the open waters. red.

Jiao Shihan patted his face anxiously, but Shen Wenxuan kept his eyes closed and did not respond. Looking up, the spot-like water surface seemed to be very close yet far away. Jiao Shihan put his arms around his shoulders and used all his strength to swim upstream. His body was very heavy, and his lungs were suffering from suffocation, but Jiao Shihan didn't dare to stop, even if it was futile at the end, he couldn't stop.

When he stopped, Ah Xuan really stopped.

Every breath is extremely long.

The icy water rushed into the nasal cavity, choking out a series of bubbles, Jiao Shihan used his last strength to break through the water, gasping for breath.

"Ah Xuan?" Jiao Shihan looked at the person leaning on his shoulder, still did not respond, looked around anxiously, the bridge above had been destroyed, and there were many people struggling to survive on the water, Jiao Shihan took a few breaths on the spot I started to swim to the nearest shore, and every time I swung my arms, I felt heavy overdraft, so weak that I felt numb.

The shore was not very far away, but Jiao Shihan's heart was in his throat along the way, until the moment his feet stepped on the underwater land, he was relieved heavily, and his eyes immediately turned red.

Suppressing her crying, Jiao Shihan gritted her teeth and half-dragged and half-hugged the man to the shore, only daring to stop after a long distance from the water surface, and fell heavily on the ground as if she would not be able to get up again in the next second.

When the wind from the shore blows, the wet clothes stick to the body, shivering suddenly, Jiao Shihan sniffs, stands up tremblingly, and calls his name while patting his side face: "Ah Xuan? "

The sound was thin like the meowing of a kitten.

Still no response, the blood oozing from the top of his head soon stained the stone under his head red, like a red oil painting with splashed ink, Jiao Shihan wanted to cover his wound, but only one hand was stained with blood, the red eyes deeply hurt the nerves Among the people pinching him with trembling hands, Jiao Shihan seemed to be unable to feel his breathing.

Fear reached its peak, Jiao Shihan opened his mouth stiffly, pinched his nose for artificial respiration, tears fell out of his eyes uncontrollably, blurring everything.

Do it twice if you can't do it once, and do it three times if you can't do it twice.

Wake up, wake up, please, wake up, please—

"Click", "click".

It was the sound of the soles of shoes stepping on the stones. A person walked over step by step, approaching step by step, and finally stopped in front of the two of them.

Jiao Shihan caught a glimpse of his shoes from the corner of his eye, a very common pair of cloth shoes, not the style that his servants would wear, slowly raised his head to look at him, only saw a fierce face that fell into the water, eyes like He stared straight at him like an eagle, full of blood.

His eyes stopped on Jiao Shihan for a few breaths, and then he glanced at Shen Wenxuan who fell unconscious on the ground. The gangster turned his neck a few times. Even though his condition didn't look very good, he didn't seem to intend to let Ding Hao go. His prey, holding a palm-sized stone in his hand.

Jiao Shihan was covered with cold, she moved her already paralyzed body to lie on Shen Wenxuan's body to cover him, hugged his head to protect it, and stared at the bandit leader standing in front of her out of the corner of her eyes, her eyes seemed to be begging but not begging , with red eyes, panting in fear.

"The rule of the road is that even if you die, you must kill the person requested by the employer first."

The bandit leader said gloomyly, raised his hand, and the shadow shrouded it, like a monster that can eat people, with a twisted smile on the corner of his mouth, the stone in his hand will be smashed down bloody in the next moment——

Jiao Shihan closed her eyes and hugged Shen Wenxuan tightly, her heart was beating sharply, and in the next breath, she heard a violent sound, and there was the sound of a huge object falling in her ears, and the world fell silent.

Jiao Shihan closed his eyes and could only hear his own panting in the darkness. After a long time since there was any movement, Jiao Shihan slowly opened his eyes and glanced to one side carefully, only to see that the bandit leader had already fallen into a pool of blood, dying with reluctance, and his brain There is a blood hole the size of a copper coin on the side.

Zhao Er stood on the top of the cliff and kept his aiming posture. In a critical situation, he fired a shot just now. Jiao Shihan caught a glimpse of him and the guards behind him, relaxed his body and mind, took a last look at Shen Wenxuan, and fell on the ground. There was a dazed faint on his shoulder.

In the darkness of the dream, he returned to the Ning Mansion in the capital that never saw the sun, standing alone in the high-walled courtyard, looking up, he could only see a small square of sky, and the wind could not blow here.

The hair was flipped up carelessly, and a voice suddenly came to my ear: "Your father's leg is broken, do you know?"

Jiao Shihan turned her head, and there was no one behind her, and in the other ear: "Isn't it because of you who restrained your father and mother, why are you a dark double? It would be great if you didn't live at home!"

Sighing: "Excess bastard, I would rather look at the lovely maids, cats, and dogs in the mansion than see you."

"Qing'er, don't blame me."

Don't call me by my name.

Jiao Shihan stood stiffly in place, with countless pairs of ghost hands scrambling to cover her eyes, ears, mouth, neck, and body, unable to break free or escape, like a fish left on the shore, every time Breathing has been exhausted.

"Qing'er?"

"Ning Qing!"

"Qing'er."

......

When I woke up again, the sun was already at dusk, and the warm sunlight came in from the window, reflected on the thin eyelids through the raised gauze, a line of tears slipped from the corner of Jiao Shihan's eyes, seeping into the temples, and the eyelashes trembled slightly , slowly opened his eyes, and for a moment he was a little confused, not knowing what tonight was.

"Master?" Luxiu called softly, her voice was pleasantly surprised but hoarse, as if she had been crying for a long time.

Dr. Zhao just closed the needle, and the green sleeve took the water glass from the servant girl, carefully raised his head, and put the rim of the glass on his lower lip: "My lord, drink a little to moisten your mouth."

Jiao Shihan followed her instruction mechanically and took a sip, glanced at Shen Wenxuan who was lying beside him, and came back to his senses for a moment, he had already changed into a clean shirt, and the wound on the top of his head was healed, but his face was a little pale Excessive, it seems dead white.

Without knowing where the strength came from, Jiao Shihan pushed away the support of the green sleeves, turned over and climbed onto Shen Wenxuan, but she didn't dare to hold him down, so she just curled up beside him, reached out and touched the side of his face, feeling a little cold .

"How is he?" Jiao Shihan asked softly, raising the quilt for him.

In the room, you can hear the needle dropping quietly. There are people kneeling on both sides of the bed. Zhao Erhe Yanqi and a group of guards kowtowed and worshiped. They looked very solemn and motionless. He lowered his head and dared not answer, while old man Wen stood with his back by the window.

In the room, Huizhen and Huiji were also there, clasping their hands together and chanting sutras with their lips moving slightly, like a Buddhist monk who has been saved.

"Doctor Zhao, it's good if you tell the truth, you guys scare me a little." Jiao Shihan laughed unsteadily, and kept stroking Shen Wenxuan's cheek with his hands, lingering between his nose with trembling fingers, not daring to test him at all. The position under the nose——

"He's dead." Huiji said, looking left and right, as if wondering why no one spoke, "It looks like he was crushed to death."

"Hui Ji!" Hui Zhen grabbed his arm and squeezed it, pulled him to stand up, frowned and said "I'm sorry" and went out.

But what he said just now was like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, Jiao Shihan was so shocked that he couldn't breathe for a moment, staring at the person in front of him, his fingers slowly and slowly moved under his nose, no.

Pulling up the quilt, he listened to his heart every inch of his ears. Tears were already pouring out like a broken embankment, but he hadn't found the voice he wanted to hear.

The simple and boring sound of heartbeat is like the sound of nature at this time.

The soul is torn apart, the person is no longer a complete person, the muscles of Jiao Shihan's whole body are convulsed, and his fingers can't make a sound even if his clothes are torn. The most extreme sadness is not blue, but white and violation everywhere. Physiological self-isolation.

Dr. Zhao quickly stuck the needle in his temples and in the middle of his chest, took a slice of ginseng and stuffed it into his mouth for emergency treatment, Jiao Shihan lay on Shen Wenxuan's body, there seemed to be noises all around, but there seemed to be no noise, only the two of them were in the air, and they closed their eyes When he saw Shen Wenxuan raised his hand again, he gently brushed the broken hair on his temples and his ears very gently.

It wears a ring exactly like his, which is the only golden color in Xubai.

"Jiaojiao, don't be dizzy, don't be dizzy! Breathe, breathe! Breathe, breathe, breathe—" Dr. Zhao's eyes were red, and he guided while shedding tears. The needle in his hand stimulated his consciousness, "Huh --suck--"

Zhao Er raised his head from the ground, with overwhelming hatred in his eyes, he rushed into the chaotic crowd and knelt on the bedside: "You can't die! You can't have something to do! If you have something to do, what will you do if you die? The person who harmed you Still alive! Still gloating behind you! They will only be happier if something happens to you, so you can’t be troubled! You have to avenge the son! The son can’t die in vain!”

Maybe it's because the gold on his hand is too dazzling, Jiao Shihan is reluctant to part with it, maybe it's what Zhao Er said that stimulated him, it hurts too much, he can't swallow this breath, Jiao Shihan opened his eyelids and looked at the ring on his hand, slowly He raised his hand and touched Shen Wenxuan's hand, fingers intertwined.

Looking at the wounds on his body, Jiao Shihan parted his lips and let out a dead voice:

"who is it?"

作者有话要说：我得打一个预防针：主角攻怎么会死呢？肯定会原汁原味的感谢在2021-02-0819:07:07~2021-02-1001:00:44期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 in the sky with a full moon;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: Grapefruit yoki, save a bag of 19 bottles; it is Jinjin, 3 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!