Chapter 502: Don't Tell Him I'm Dead

As long as she lives, what else can he ask for?

Ji Xiaoyun has been having nightmares, especially Ji Lianchen's incident, which made her crazy. In the dream, I kept calling, hoping to let her go.

In her sleep, she cried sadly. Wind Lichen watched her cry because of her dreams, and his heart ached.

Suddenly, he found that he was not as powerful as he imagined, but that others looked up to him. In this matter, it can be reflected that he can't even protect his wife well, and he is still high.

Fart!

"Don't, don't...... Please, don't ...... Let me go, please ......"

Ji Xiaoyun's sweat was dripping, the beads of sweat between her forehead were one by one, she kept shaking her head, and her hands kept waving, trying to wave away all the obstacles in front of her.

She was suddenly like this, which frightened Feng Liji, his face was worried, and his eyebrows furrowed, "Wife, wake up, I'm Feng Liji, it's okay, it's okay." ”

When he spoke, he tried to lower his voice as much as possible, for fear that he would frighten Ji Xiaoyun if he made a loud noise.

"No, don't...... Ji Lianchen, you let go of me, let me go......"

"Wife, wake up, look at me, I'm by your side, everything is over. Open your eyes and see if I'm okay, I'm a wind scar. ”

Wind Lichen listened to her cries and desperate begs for mercy in her sleep, and his heart ached like a knife.

However, no matter how he shouted, Ji Xiaoyun couldn't hear it at all, and he still kept struggling, crying fiercely.

"Wind Away, save me, save me, I don't want to die yet, save me, I love you, I really love you. ”

"I'm sorry, I lost my words and can't accompany you to old age. Take care of our son, and I hope you don't tell him everything that happened to me, and you make him hate me. ”

"Tell him that I have abandoned him, and do not tell him that I am dead. ”

Ji Xiaoyun's dream was very long, seeing that her body was about to be ruined, at the last moment, she made a decision, that is, to commit suicide, and she must not let Ji Lianchen succeed.

She was so desperate when she dreamed, but Feng Liji couldn't help anything. He looked at the people who were constantly struggling, and tears flowed down the corners of his eyes.

Raise your head and hold back the tears from flowing again.

He was praying to God that God would not be so cruel to him.

Ji Xiaoyun is his only one, without her, where would he have color in his life?

"Wife, don't worry, I believe that you will not leave me and Si Si, and you will definitely get better. ”

Feng Liji held Ji Xiaoyun tightly in his arms, tightly, and did not let go for a moment.

Her body was still struggling, the sweat had soaked all her clothes, her hair was like being splashed with water, and the crystal sweat slipped down like pearls, dripping onto his hands, and the pain was so painful that he almost shrunk his whole body.

"Wife, you won't leave me and my son, you won't ......"

Feng Liji felt that her strength seemed to be getting smaller and smaller, and all the struggles just now had turned into convulsions.

He took a deep breath and threw his head back to swallow back the tears that were about to slip.

Ji Xiaoyun's voice was very small, and she still kept shouting, "Let me go, let me go......"

If he could, how he wished it all would have been borne by him. She just happened to have this kind of thing happen again, how can this body withstand it?

Gradually, she lost her movement and fell asleep.

Feng Liji brought hot water, scrubbed her body, and changed into clean clothes.

After An Zihao dealt with everything, he went to the place where Ji Lianchen was locked down alone.

Ji Lianchen can almost be said to have only half a life left after being beaten by him, but there is still no way to vent the hatred in his heart.

He grabbed Ji Lianchen's collar fiercely, held a fruit knife in his hand, and shook it in front of Ji Lianchen.

An evil aura emanated from his body, "Don't you like to play with women very much? The best way to make your life worse than death is not to torture you, nor to let you die, let alone to let you go to prison, but to make you never touch a woman for the rest of your life." ”

Ji Lianchen had been beaten to the point that his nose was blue and his face was swollen, and his dark eyes were staring at him directly, and the despair could be seen in those eyes.

What An Zihao wanted to see most was his expression, and he laughed wildly, "How is it? You should thank me for not killing." ”

"No, don't ......"

Ji Lianchen shook his head desperately, because he was beaten like this, he had no ability to resist, so he could only beg for mercy in despair.

"Don't?" An Zihao's cold voice came out, "When Ji Xiaoyun begged you at that time, weren't you very awesome? This will fall into my hands, do you know what it means to eat the evil consequences of yourself?"

"No, don't ......" Ji Lianchen spat out a mouthful of bright red blood, "I, I know it's wrong, please, give me a chance now, I don't dare anymore." ”

A man, if he doesn't have that thing, how can he still be a man?

Indeed, as soon as these words were spoken, it made his life worse than death.

"Yo, do you know it's wrong?" An Zihao's knife was placed on his neck and slashed gently, "However, in my An Zihao's place, I will never be soft." ”

When he saw Ji Xiaoyun being bullied by him, he wanted to kill him immediately.

The person he wants to protect is actually bullied, how can he bear it?

"Please, please let me go, I really know it's wrong. Ji Lianchen kept pleading.

He only hoped that An Zihao could let him go.

"It's late!"

An Zihao stopped talking nonsense with him, the knife stabbed down, and then there was an ugly sound of killing pigs.

The voice was desperate!

"Ouch, I'm sorry, my hands are shaking, it's no wonder I'm not im. ”

Dropped the knife, stood up without looking at him, and turned to leave. As soon as he arrived at the door, he paused, "If you still want to live, I will see you personally kneel down and apologize to Ji Xiaoyun in a few days." ”

"Ahhh......h

The sound of despair behind him kept lingering in An Zihao's mind.

In this way, Ji Xiaoyun was finally angry.

For several days, Ji Xiaoyun had nightmares almost every day, but she didn't want to wake up.

Feng Liji accompanies her every day, never leaving an inch. Every time I see her constant struggle, constant pleading, and desperate cries.

The wind broke his heart.

He hugged her tightly and stayed with her, hoping that she would get better soon.

However, after a few days, not only did she not get any better, but even got worse and worse, and there was no blood on her face at all.

Several times, because she tried too hard, she broke the needle and bled a lot.

That kind of heart-wrenching pain, no one can understand it at all. Feng Liji lost, completely lost.

He lost in falling in love with Ji Xiaoyun and losing in his own incompetence.