You used to be far away from my sight

Another ax fell, and Wei Zheng had nowhere to hide, no soldiers to use, and could only wait for death.

He looked at Gu Yuan, wanting to imprint Gu Yuan's image on the last moments of his life.A small knife appeared in his line of sight, the knife flew into the air and flew to Gu Yuan's left hand.

When Gu Yuan gave orders to the system, he was used to raising his right hand and concentrating. There was no occasion for him to exert his full strength before, so this habit was forcibly suppressed in order to suppress the power of the supernatural power.

Now, he raised his right hand, using his right hand as a focal point to focus all his attention, maximizing his abilities.

"No" Wei Zheng shouted.

Gu Yuan's figure was clearly reflected in his bright black eyes, he held the handle of the knife instead, and stabbed into his right arm.

The blood flowed vertically, and the flesh and blood turned out. I thought it would eliminate some of the abilities, but it didn't have a great effect.

Maybe it was because the pain was not severe enough, so Gu Yuan continued to move his left hand holding the knife, digging in the bleeding wound.

As if his arm was an apple with a worm hole, he desperately tried to dig out the worm hole and cut off the rotten flesh around it.

Then a blood hole appeared in the apple.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" Gu Yuan's whole body twitched in pain, he knelt down slowly, and all his attention was turned to the pain.

The surrounding shadow warriors also gradually disappeared, turning into thick smoke and mist, and dissipating away.

Wei Zheng couldn't care about anything else, his eyes turned red, and the eyeballs were entwined with blood threads like cobwebs.

He rushed over, hugged Gu Yuan, and cried bitterly: "Brother Yuan, it doesn't hurt anymore, it doesn't hurt anymore"

Fortunately, Wei Zheng was not completely confused. He quickly dialed 120 and took off the padded jacket and the sweater inside, ignoring the cold, and tied Gu Yuan's arm with the sleeve of the sweater to stop the bleeding as much as possible.

Gu Yuan was unconscious, leaning on Wei Zheng's shoulder, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his face was pale.He was gasping for breath, but breathing very lightly, as if even the slightest movement would hurt the blood hole on his arm.

Wei Zheng knew that Gu Yuan was afraid of pain, even if he didn't say it, he could still see it.

His brother Yuan would not dare to touch that finger for a day if his finger was scratched by paper.

Brother Yuan stared at his feet every time he stepped down the steps, for fear that the next step would be missed and he would fall.

When you point the pen tip at him, his eyes will tighten, afraid that the pen tip will poke him.

Be careful with every step of roller skating, because falling really hurts.

Every time he uses disposable chopsticks, he will check them carefully to prevent himself from being stabbed by the wooden spikes on the chopsticks.

Every time the door frame was too low, he would subconsciously bend down and bow his head regardless of whether the height would hit him or not.

and also……

Wei Zheng really wanted to go back to just now, let him die, why did he make his brother Yuan hurt.

He would rather die than see such a brother Yuan.

A door suddenly appeared in mid-air, Wei Zheng caressed Gu Yuan's back lightly, drowning in endless heartache, he didn't notice the door.

Until the door opened automatically, a familiar voice came out: "It took me so long to change the code of fate, but it was so easy for you to change it back."

"It's you!" Wei Zheng glared at the door.

The white door was open, and exquisite patterns emerged on the door, but inside the door was like a black hole, except for darkness.

"But that's fine, you don't die easily, and I'll have more fun." The voice was utterly gloomy.

"I can't spare you," Wei Zheng said viciously.

He doesn't care if that person is a god or a ghost, if he hurts brother Yuan, even if he chases him to hell, it won't make him feel better.

"Haha" There was a burst of mocking laughter from inside the door.

There seemed to be another sound from a distance, Wei Zheng tried hard to identify it, his ears moved, and he recognized that it was the sound of an ambulance.

I don't know if the sound also came into the door, but the door closed in mid-air, and then disappeared.

Later, Gu Yuan was sent to the hospital. Although the wound didn't hurt the bone, the blood hole was really terrifying. He was hospitalized directly after the operation.

Gu Yuan hated the smell of hospital disinfectant, and felt his nose hurt when he smelled it.

It's a pity that the person on the bed is unconscious, otherwise there will always be some complaints.

Wei Zheng sat by the bed, looked at Gu Yuan tenderly, and held Gu Yuan's left hand carefully: "Brother Yuan, I've decided, I'm going to chase you officially."

He likes Brother Yuan.

I like that flamboyant-looking brother Yuan.

I like that brother Yuan who is too gentle.

I like that brother Yuan who puts his hand on the corner of the table to prevent you from bumping when you bend down to pick something up.

I like that brother Yuan who puts his clothes on your lap without embarrassing you.

I like Brother Yuan who is afraid of pain but is willing to be your meat pad and dig out your flesh and blood.

I like Brother Yuan who is blunt and only knows how to coax others.

Brother Yuan who likes to complain but takes good care of him.

……

Gentleness is really a very attractive thing. It is not talking softly and slowly, but treating you in the most natural and appropriate way without giving you any chance of embarrassment.

Especially how deadly the kind of tenderness that is only for you.

Gu Yuan was hospitalized but Weizheng had to go to class normally, although he didn't want to go, but Gu Yuan didn't want him to skip class because of himself, so he ordered him to go to class, and ordered him to copy the notes and lend them to himself.

Wei Zheng had no choice but to go downcast.

In addition to making up homework, the most common thing to do in the morning self-study is to sleep. There was little homework yesterday, and I finished copying it in a while in the morning, so almost all the members of the first class were lying on their desks to make up for sleep.

Wei Zheng was looking at his phone, tapping the screen lightly with his slender fingers.

Wei Zheng: Brother Yuan, how many fingers do you have on one hand?

Gu Yuan: 5

Wei Zheng: How many eyes?

Gu Yuan: 2

Wei Zheng: How many mouths?

Wei Zheng was waiting for Brother Yuan's reply, his ears moved slightly, as if there were footsteps.

Looking around at the sleeping classmates, as the class monitor, he walked onto the podium calmly: "Let's calm down, close our eyes, and listen to our inner voice in the most comfortable posture."

As soon as the words were finished, Director Meng pushed the door open, took a look and left.

Wei Zheng returned to his seat with a sigh of relief, and turned on the phone again.

Gu Yuan: 1

The corner of Wei Zheng's mouth raised, and he took a screenshot of Gu Yuan's answer on the left.

Today's morning self-study has a lot of checkpoints. In addition to Director Meng passing by to see, Brother Wu also came and sat in the class for a while.

Wei Zheng kept his head down and pretended to read a book, and his cell phone was hidden under the book.When he looked up, he didn't see Brother Wu, thought that Brother Wu had left, so he said, "Fuck, the fucking Brother Wu has finally left, and I don't want to play with my mobile phone happily."

Brother Wu Youyou, who finished tying his shoelaces behind the desk, stood up and looked at Wei Zheng.

Wei Zheng: "..."

"Wei Zheng, come out," Brother Wu said.

Wei Zheng followed Brother Wu out of the classroom with his head drooping.

"Take out the phone." Brother Wu reached out for Wei Zheng's phone.

Wei Zheng stood still.

"I have to pick it up myself, right?" Brother Wu reached into Wei Zheng's pocket and looked for a long time, but he couldn't find the phone.