Thousands of people suspect that they have become a spiritual queen

"The ones I love will die in my arms."

So with the help of Su Chimian, Su Jiao got the fruit basket that looked expensive and went to see Liu Hanyi.

To Su Jiao's surprise, Liu Hanyi was the only one in the single ward.

Liu Han was very happy when he saw Su Jiao coming, but when he saw Su Chimian behind Su Jiao, he suddenly became unhappy.

Su Jiao looked sideways at Su Chimian.

The meaning of juvenile expulsion is very obvious.

But Su Chimian very naturally put the expensive fruit basket within Liu Hanyi's reach, sat on the chair for guests, and pulled out the newspapers from the newspaper rack, unfolding them elegantly.

The movements are natural, as if this is not a private ward, but a public reading room.

Su Banana: "."

Liu Hanyi: "."

Su Jiao decided to ignore Su Chimian: "Are you feeling better? What did the doctor say?"

Liu Hanyi said, "Fortunately, nothing serious."

Su Chimian suddenly said: "Severe laceration and penetrating injuries to the chest, cracked kneecaps, and penetrating injuries to the palms. They are really not serious. It's just a hundred days of muscle and bone injuries, and four months of rest will be fine."

Su Banana: "."

Liu Hanyi: "."

Su Jiao turned her head to look at Su Chimian, Su Chimian said to Su Jiao in a calm and natural tone, "I'm answering your question—that's what the doctor said."

Su Jiao: "Mr. Su, when others want to have a private conversation, it may be a more elegant choice for a decent gentleman to keep quiet."

Su Chimian: "Yes. You are right."

Liu Hanyi seemed to be patient for a while: "I'm fine, how are you?"

Su Jiao: "Me?"

Liu Han glanced at Su Jiao, and then at Su Chimian.

Su Chimian was still reading the newspaper, as if he didn't see Liu Hanyi's frantically expelling eyes.

Su Jiao let out a sigh of relief, and said to Su Chimian, "I want to talk to my friend alone."

Su Chimian folded the newspaper unhurriedly, put it back on the shelf, and looked at Su Jiao.

He obviously didn't agree.

Su Jiao paused, then suddenly said, "Is it too late?"

Su Chimian: "?"

Su Jiao looked at Su Chimian, her tone was calm: "I said, after so many years of ignoring him, but now he insists on not leaving him, isn't it too late for the things you want to give?"

Now Su Jiao no longer suppresses his thoughts, he decides to obey his "divinity" and his heart.

He said: "Some things, once a choice is made, it's best not to regret it."

Su Chimian didn't speak.

He seemed to be just thinking about how to speak.

"Su Chimian." Su Jiao called his name directly, and said in a very serious tone: "Sometimes, the love you want to give may not be the love I need."

Su Chimian suddenly said, "It's not love."

Su Jiao said wearily, "That's what I owe."

He doesn't want these things.

"It's not a debt." Su Chimian said, "Although I don't deny it, some of the feelings that drive me now are indeed mixed with these things."

"but."

Su Chimian said lightly: "Jiaojiao, no matter what you think, blood relationship is something you can't give up."

"People without it are like weeds without roots." Su Chimian said, "It's very bitter—the prejudice of the world will hurt you."

"You say you are free, it doesn't matter, you can be free."

"But I don't want you to face the price of freedom." Su Chimian said, "I will stay here every step of the way. I just want you and others to know—"

His eyes swept over Liu Hanyi, and his tone was a little cold, "You are not a child who can be bullied casually."

After he finished speaking, he didn't stay for long.

Only Su Jiao and Liu Hanyi were left in the ward.

The system whispered: "Your Highness...don't be sad..."

Su Jiao came back to her senses and shook her head. He wasn't sad, and he wouldn't be sad for Su Chimian either.

Blood ties are not something that cannot be parted.

But death can make people give up everything.

Liu Hanyi suddenly said, "I'm sorry."

Su Ban: "Huh?"

Liu Hanyi said, "Maybe you won't accept...no, you definitely won't accept my apology, but I still have to say...sorry."

"Don't do boring things." Su Jiao said indifferently. He came to see Liu Hanyi not so much because he cared, but because he cared more about what happened before he lost consciousness.

Something must have happened, his gut told him so.

Su Jiao: "So you kicked him out because you wanted to say something to me?"

Liu Han said in a low voice, "I miss you very much."

Su Jiao turned around expressionlessly: "Since you have nothing to do, then I'm leaving."

As soon as Liu Han wanted to tug him: "Hey, don't go——hiss, it hurts, ouch."

Su Jiao turned her head and saw Liu Han wanted to get up from the bed, but her expression of pain was distorted because of the torn wound.

Su Jiao subconsciously reached out to help.

The next moment, his wrist was grabbed by Liu Hanyi's uninjured hand, and his painful expression suddenly became natural and normal, even a little sly: "Hey, I caught you."

Su Banana: "."

Su Jiao: "Let go."

"Not loose." Before Su Jiao was about to get angry, Liu Hanyi said, "I just want to make sure of one thing..."

He looked at the hand he was holding. It was slender, thin and lonely. Under the fair complexion, blue blood vessels and beautiful muscles and bones could be seen.

Instead of that night, in the dark and cold hospital, with the strong smell of disinfectant and blood on the tip of his nose, he was kneeling in a pool of warm blood, his whole body was in pain and powerless, but this was not what caused him the most pain— —

The most painful thing was that he watched his beautiful god completely lose consciousness, and his body gradually became transparent in Yan Lian's arms.

He heard a distant ringtone that seemed to come from another world, and at the same time felt a terrifying sense of body loss, as if at that moment, an existence that he didn't know how to name quietly invaded his body, borrowing his eyes, watching as if it was about to disappear the gods.

Yan Lian, who embraced the gods, was also very surprised—just surprised, not panic, he tilted his head, and Liu Han heard him say vaguely and innocently: "A phantom that can't be grasped."

——The god seems to be disappearing.

Liu Hanyi's soul seemed to be locked in a glass jar, no matter how frantically he screamed, no one could hear him.

"Is he disappearing?"

He could hear Yan Lian talking to himself, "Why did it disappear?"

The lights in the operating room suddenly went out, and the world seemed to be plunged into extreme darkness.

But in this darkness, Liu Han saw a crimson moon, and the thin red light fell, illuminating that strange human being hugging the god.

Yan Lian's whole body was covered with a strange red light, as if he was kneaded into a strange and huge phantom by the red light exposed under the moonlight.

He has huge, bloody, blood-stained weird eyes, huge rabbit ears erected, and huge wings that seem to support dripping flesh and limbs on his back, and His wings are closed, and all limbs are tightly wrapped around him. The god who turned into a phantom is like an ignorant, huge rabbit monster born in the world.

"The person I love will die in my arms." As if he didn't notice the change in himself, he still muttered to himself: "There is nothing more romantic than this in this world."

His voice was overlapping, like a strange language from afar. Just listening to it made Liu Han feel pain, but he was miraculously able to understand every word.

He seemed to be locked in a glass bottle. Under such a sound, he twitched and struggled in pain.

"Oh, no." He said again, "No, he hasn't answered my question yet—he hasn't agreed to be my boyfriend."

He murmured, "It cannot disappear."

Liu Han watched the monster named Yan Lian gently kiss Su Jiao's almost transparent cheek, and he chanted almost gently——

"Noble, great, god of natural disasters wandering in this world..."

"Standing on top of millions of natural disasters, you should have tens of thousands of honorable names."

"Your crazy believer is willing to offer wealth, flesh and blood, luck, everything I have, as a sacrifice, and pray for your return to this world...give me love and honor."

Liu Hanyi didn't know why Yan Lian would recite such a eulogy, he just felt as if he heard the weird, constantly shaking bell, as if it was urging someone to die and usher in new life.

The moment he uttered the eulogy.

As soon as Liu Han saw the weak god, he slowly solidified again.

The god and the terrifying monster seemed to have established a strange connection. His weird limbs broke off one after another, and the blood moon fell down, while the non-human and malicious existence on Yan Lian turned into a phantom like a phantom. Slowly solidify.

A strange power seemed to bloom unscrupulously in the body of the god at the price of the flesh and blood of the rabbit monster.

"I am a devotee."

He resumed his normal banquet and kissed the god's pale cheek lovingly, and said softly: "Banana is a flower that grew on my flesh and blood."

Liu Hanyi's last consciousness was the falling blood moon, congealed into the scarlet eyes of a rabbit doll.

The rabbit doll stayed at Yan Lian's feet, and he curled up his lips and smiled at him.

……

Su Jiao looked at Liu Hanyi who was pinching his wrist in a daze for a long time: "?"

Su Jiao: "What are you sure about? Are you sure?"

Liu Hanyi: "..."

Liu Han nodded, "I'm sure."

Su Jiao looked at her wrist and muttered, "It's weird, so what happened before?"

Liu Han answered irrelevantly: "Are you with Yan Lian now?"

Su Jiao did not hide anything and told Liu Hanyi about Yan Lian stabbing herself thirty times.

Liu Hanyi fell into silent thought.

He didn't feel sorry for Yan Lian, but he thought of Yan Lian's eulogy.

Offering flesh and blood, wealth, and luck—are these simple eulogies, or once spoken, is it a promise of devotion to the gods?

He thought again of what he saw, the terrible change that happened to Yan Lian, which seemed like an illusion but also seemed real, what did that mean?

The author says:

Hmm... Calvin.