Every day in the Shura field, I'm doing fancy whitewashing

Although Yang Gu has been taking care of Song Xiu carefully, his wound has not healed, and even worsened. Yang Gu frowned tightly, reached out and touched Song Xiu's forehead, and said, "I have a fever."

Song Xiu leaned against the bed, his whole body was exhausted. After he responded, he felt groggy again. His abdominal injury became more and more painful day by day, and painkillers were useless. Even Yang Gu came to find him. The spiritual spring was useless, Yang Gu looked at Song Xiu with distress, and carefully wiped the blood from his wound.

In a daze, Song Xiu faintly felt that this feeling was a little familiar, but he couldn't put it into words. He subconsciously stretched out his hand and grabbed Yang Gu's wrist, murmuring in a low voice, but the voice was too small to hear what he was saying clearly.

Yang Gu hugged him on the bed helplessly, and after covering him with the quilt, he whispered, "It won't hurt soon."

What 666 said was fulfilled one by one. Song Xiu’s body hurt day by day. He endured it every day. He struggled to say a word, and his whole body trembled in pain, but he still refused to carry out this task. .

He knew that he was lusting after a familiar feeling, and he couldn't even be sure whether this feeling was real, but even if it was only a little bit, a little bit...he tried his best to protect it.

【666: If you go on like this, you won't be able to hold on. 】

【Song Xiu: Who the hell is he?Who is Yang Gu? 】

666 didn't answer, just sighed, but Song Xiu seemed to understand everything, he hugged his waist and abdomen in pain and trembled all over, but laughed, tears rolled down the corners of his eyes, fell into the pillow and disappeared .

"What's wrong? Does it hurt again?" Yang Gu walked in from the outside, he gently picked up Song Xiu, hugged him in his arms, fed him some porridge, and said, "Your body can't stop eating. , does it hurt badly?"

Song Xiu looked at Yang Gu weakly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Zuo Chen...do you know...a person named Zuo Chen?"

Yang Gu's hand paused slightly, he laughed, and said in a low voice, "I don't know."

He looked down at the pale man in his arms, and said, "Sleep for a while, it won't hurt after a while."

His body was getting weaker day by day, Yang Gu saw it, and after Song Xiu finally passed out, he lowered his head slightly, kissed Song Xiu's lips lightly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Baby Son, it won't hurt anymore...it won't hurt soon...this is just a dream, when you wake up from the dream, it won't hurt anymore. "

[666: Master. 】

[Zuo Chen: I am not your host now, your host is Xiaoxiu. 】

[666: The former host, the hatred value of the raid target in this world has been cleared, what do you think? 】

【Zuo Chen: I'll go, you take care of him. 】

【666; He always thought that you gave up on him in the end. 】

【Zuo Chen: How could I give up on him... I'm not afraid of the final outcome, what I'm afraid of is that he won't let himself go. 】

Zuo Chen laughed, and he sighed helplessly. When he left, he lowered his head and kissed Song Xiu's side face, and whispered, "Honey, see you next time."

The spar of the Zombie King is not in the brain, but in the heart. The feeling of the blade piercing through the heart doesn't hurt. Maybe it's because he is a zombie, so he doesn't feel pain?

Yang Gu took out the spar with his own hands, handed it to Gu Yang, and said, "Give it to Song Xiu, if you don't want him to die, you must give this to him, otherwise...he will die."

No one knows Gu Yang's character better than Yang Gu. At this time, the hatred value has been cleared to zero, but Gu Yang dare not take any risks that may hurt Song Xiu.

Yang Gu walked to the depths of the woods, Yang Gu looked at the spar in his hand, and asked, "Aren't you going to accompany him?"

"You can't accompany him either." After Yang Gu dropped these words, his figure disappeared into the woods.

……

When Song Xiu woke up again, the pain in his waist and abdomen had been relieved a lot. He didn't know how long he had been in a coma. The outside sun shone in through the window, and the porridge placed by the bed was slightly cold. A note that reads, "If the bowl is cold, there is still some in the pot, heat it yourself, and there are fruits and some food. I will go on a long trip, and I will not come back."

Although the handwriting was trying to hide it, but Song Xiu touched the note with trembling hands, and there was a faint weeping sound in his throat, and he said in a trembling voice, "Zuo Chen..."

[666: Host, do you want to open the next world? 】

666's words came very suddenly. Song Xiu was taken aback for a moment, and immediately realized that his expression changed. He turned his head and saw the shattered spar placed beside him.

When he was in a coma, he actually absorbed the spar on his own.

The spar of the Zombie King... If the zombies didn't have the spar, they would die like humans without a heart.

【Song Xiu: It's him, right? 】

[666: Host, he has already left. 】

Song Xiu sat on the bed. He hugged the spar and took the already cold bowl. He swallowed the porridge one by one. He didn't say a word during the process. After eating, he took the bowl and walked to the kitchen. There was indeed porridge, with a little warmth, and he sat at the dining table and ate bowl after bowl. He couldn't eat enough, and felt retched.

【666: Host...】

666 had never seen Song Xiu like this before, it wanted to persuade him, but he didn't know where to start.

"You said he's gone, and I'm going to go later, so I have to eat what he left for me, right? It's hard... to see him once." Song Xiu whispered, stuffing it into his mouth desperately, His chest trembled faintly, and his shoulders shrugged. Finally, he put the bowl down, buried his head in a low sob, the voice was small, but heart-piercing.

Song Xiu didn't know where Yang Gu had gone. When he recovered from his injuries, he didn't go directly to the next world. Instead, he searched for traces of Yang Gu everywhere. Whenever he heard someone say that the Zombie King appeared, the zombies there were very powerful. It's weird, he would go to lie down in person, but those people are not Yang Gu.

Due to absorbing the Zombie King's spar, his ice ability has been raised to a terrifying level. Only then did Song Xiu know that Yang Gu really didn't intend to hurt him at that time, because such an ability...is too much. It's out of control.

He came back from the field again, but he returned without success. Before he opened the door, he heard footsteps behind him. As soon as he turned his head, he saw Gu Yang standing under the stairs, looking up at him.

"What's the matter?" Song Xiu asked.

"Yes," Gu Yang looked at Song Xiu and said word by word, "It's very important."

Song Xiu paused, then opened the door, and said, "Come in and talk." He took off his coat and threw it aside. He didn't need to carry any weapons with him. After all, the places he went were very dangerous. It's useless to ask for these weapons, but a burden.

"Do you know who Yang Gu is?" Gu Yang stood beside the sofa, looked at Song Xiu, and whispered, "Do you know him? Have you fallen in love with him?"

Hearing this, Song Xiu suddenly laughed. He raised his eyelids and looked at Gu Yang, saying word by word, "Does it matter who he is? It has nothing to do with you. Gu Yang, to be honest, if it wasn't for him, you and I I... it doesn't matter."

Now that the mission of this world has been completed, Song Xiu can leave here anytime and anywhere. If he hadn't been looking for Yang Gu, he would have left long ago. Why would there be any delay?

Now that he hates Gu Yang, he doesn't have to bear any responsibility or punishment. Of course, Song Xiu said it with enthusiasm.

Gu Yang's face turned slightly pale, and he said, "I didn't mean that, I just wanted to say, Yang Gu, he won't come back, he gave me the spar, let me give it to you, he said...you don't have anything Die. Chen Ming... I have already driven away, do you want to come back and live?"

Song Xiu poured himself a glass of water, he raised his head and drank it, and said helplessly, "Is it a seven or eight-year-old play house? Do you think that what you have done can be ignored? Gu Yang, I won't go back, I will stay here and wait for him to come back, and you don’t need to come to me again, we have nothing to do with each other, I can tell you very bluntly, I have never liked you, from before, to now, and in the future, I will I don't like you, you...have no meaning in my eyes."

"Then what you did for me..." Before Gu Yang finished speaking, Song Xiu interrupted him, saying, "That was in the past, not now, not in the future, I don't want to talk about these things with anyone, Because none of you are him."

Gu Yang was very clear about who the word "he" was referring to. He was silent for a long time, looked at Song Xiu all the time, and finally said, "Can you tell me a reason? It's the first time you two met, right? Chang, why...you choose him?"

"No comment, I advise you to ask less." Song Xiu cleared his throat. His throat has been very hoarse since the last time, and occasionally it hurts uncomfortably, but these are not important. He glanced at Gu Yang and smiled. Said, "If there is no him, according to my personality, I will continue to pester you, and I will be jealous and mad because of Chen Ming, and I will be blamed, disappointed, and even...disgusted by you."

"If you don't try, how do you know it will be like this? You didn't give me a chance...I already know my feelings for you, can you give me another chance?" Gu Yang stared at Song Xiu, only Seeing him playing with the cup in his hand, which was shattered by the cold, he lowered his eyes and smiled, "It's useless to give you a hundred chances, you will never be him."

He looked at the cup with extremely gentle eyes, but there was an indifferent smile on the corner of his lips.

Gu Yang suddenly felt a pain in his heart. Finally, he took a deep breath, stood up and said, "I understand, you only have him in your eyes, and the others... are not the one you want."

After Gu Yang left, Song Xiu turned his eyes to look at the sky outside, thinking about where he should go to find Gu Yang tomorrow, even if he had to spend his whole life and only get a little news, he felt it was worth it.

Because the next world, the next world... I don't know how many worlds there are before he can see that person again.

[666: Host, are you ready to open the next world? 】

[Song Xiu: Can I see him again? 】

[666: Maybe. 】

[Song Xiu: Turn it on, hurry up. 】

The author has something to say: This world is a sweet cookie!Adjust your emotions, come, come, let us be happy!

Happy to open the next world!

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