The pain came from the limbs and five bodies, from every inch of skin on the body, and seeped out from every drop of blood in the body.

Before I opened my eyes, I frowned and let out a soft moan.

"Ah......h

It was obviously my own voice, but it sounded a little strange, probably because I hadn't spoken for a long time, so it was just a low moan, and I immediately felt a hot pain in my throat, and this pain was more real than the pain of ice and fire before, and I almost immediately regained my consciousness from that pain.

Then, beyond that scorching pain, I felt a chill.

It was like being in the ice and snow, although in a long period of chaos, I seemed to be in the hell of ice and fire, but when I really felt the chill that penetrated my muscles, it still made me shiver, and I didn't know how long I struggled in the chaos before I finally opened my eyes.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw my own eyes.

I was stunned for a moment.

After a while, I reacted, what I saw was a short knife, the blade was bright, and there was a little red shadow like blood in the cold light, and the chill I just felt really emanated from the blade, and the reason why I felt it so real was because-

This knife is right around my neck.

The blade reflects my eyes.

Whoever woke up from a prolonged coma that was barely conscious, and when they opened their eyes, they would not be too calm in the face of such a situation—but I didn't say a word, didn't even breathe, just looked at those somewhat dazed eyes.

In fact, at this time, I haven't made it clear which point is illusory and which point is reality.

It wasn't until I followed the blade of the short knife that I saw the hilt, which was held tightly by a white, slender jade hand that had flares up from too much force.

When I looked further up, I saw a familiar face.

She is still as beautiful as the first time she met, and she is still as murderous as the first time she met, especially when this knife is held in her hand-

"What else do you have to say?"

“……”

I looked at her quietly for a long time before I said, "Miss Zitong?"

That undisguised affection, and the appearance of simple irritability, even if my mind was in a mess now, I could still recognize it, but after saying that sentence, my throat hurt even more, and I couldn't help coughing.

The blade was against my neck, and the cough immediately left a bloody mark.

And she didn't look like she was going to back down.

This scene, like a bolt of lightning, flashed through my mind, and I was so excited that I shuddered slightly, and I remembered it all at once.

This short knife is mine!

In an instant, the dark, bloody night came to my mind.

The man, standing right in front of me, with one hand on the back of my head, and holding me into his arms, and in my hand, holding this short knife, pierced his chest and plunged him into the chest!

He said he was going to bet with himself!

I almost choked, and when I looked down at the short knife, I saw that there was almost a blood stain on it, and at this moment, I immediately felt a dull pain in the back of my head, as if I had been injured.

Han Zitong looked down at me: "So, this is the last thing you want to say?"

With that, she took the knife and slammed it down my throat again.

At this moment, under the invasion of the pain everywhere in my body, I regained my sanity and sanity very quickly, and remembered the qiē I experienced before I fell into a coma, but there was one thing that I couldn't figure out.

I'm fine.

Except for the pain, except that I don't fully understand the surroundings at the moment, but I'm really fine.

Pei Yuanxiu, didn't he want to use his fingers to urge the heavy acupoints of my brain?

Why don't I feel anything abnormal at all now?

Just when I was in a thousand troubles, Han Zitong seemed to be even more angry at my expressionless calmness, and she said hatefully: "You only have this sentence to say?

After saying that, her hand holding the hilt of the knife was hard again.

I could almost hear the small sound of the blade cutting through the skin,

Neck to be killed, that's it.

And she was stunned, and her hand subconsciously froze.

I sighed faintly, then removed my neck from her blade, and said calmly, "You can't kill me." ”

“……”

"You won't kill me either. ”

“……”

"Otherwise, don't wait until I wake up. ”

Her face was red and white, and there was a kind of wolf bèi and anger that had been seen through, but immediately, she gritted her teeth and said fiercely: "If it weren't for him, I would have killed you a long time ago!"

“……”

"Yan Qingqing, I can't wait to chop you into meat sauce!"

He......

This word made my eyebrows frown slightly, and it also made my heart sink a little.

I took a deep breath and said, "So, what about him?"

A trace of worry flashed on Han Zitong's face, she finally put the knife away, and then said, "Do you wish he was dead?"

“……”

"Aren't you happy that the knife pierced him in the heart?"

“……”

"Yan Qingqing, what kind of heart are you, how did you get so vicious and treat someone who loves you so much?"

I can't speak, I have nothing to say, but at this moment, I don't know if it's because I've woken up, so the perception of the whole body is alive, or for some other reason, the pain in the back of my head is getting clearer and clearer, and it's getting heavier and heavier, almost making me almost out of breath, I subconsciously frowned.

Han Zitong said: "Do you know that your knife is only a little, just a little, and it will cut off his heart." ”

“……”

"You're just going to kill him!"

“……”

"But he, he can't even bear to touch someone else and touch you!"

At this point, her voice almost choked, and I looked up in endless pain to see her eyes full of tears, but she glared at me angrily: "You know, if he hadn't insisted on swearing that he wouldn't hurt you before he fell unconscious, I-I'd have killed you!"

“……”

"I'm going to tear you to pieces!"

I slowly raised my head in Han Zitong's hateful gaze and looked at her: "He, ...... still alive?"

This sentence seemed to anger Han Zitong, her face changed suddenly, and she grabbed the knife a little heedlessly, and stabbed me at once.

I didn't move, the blade almost grazed my cheeks, sideburns, and the pillow beneath me.

With a "snort", the knife pierced deeply.

I was still motionless, I didn't even blink my eyes, I just looked at her like this, and Han Zitong was already angry and even her voice became angry, she screamed her voice, almost roaring: "You want him to die, don't you?

“……”

"Yan Qingqing, why do you hate someone who loves you like this?!"

“……”

"Do you know that he has this knife of yours in his chest, and the blood has been flowing, but he has been holding you like this, and has been holding you until we come, you know that when we found you, your body was full of his blood, and he couldn't even open his eyes, but he held your hand but refused to let go!"

“……”

"He still wants me to swear that he will not allow me, no one will hurt him, and if anyone hurts you, he will pay it back tenfold or hundredfold!"

“……”

"But what about you? What did you do?"

“……”

"Why the hell are you, why are you hurting him like this!?"

“……”

"Yan Qingqing, are you the devil?!"

“……”

In the face of her almost hysterical outburst, I didn't move at all, I didn't even blink my eyes, I just slowly turned my head and looked at the short knife that pierced my ear, so close, of course I could feel the chill.

You can also smell the blood on the blade.

I closed my eyes, and the darkness in front of me seemed to bring me back to that night, and the smell of blood seemed to come from that night, and it was constantly spreading, spreading to this moment.

After a long time, I slowly opened my eyes and said to Han Zitong: "Being alive may not be a good thing. ”

“……”

"Maybe death would be a good ending. ”

“……”

Han Zitong was stunned when she heard this, but she didn't seem to understand what I was talking about at all, but after being stunned for a moment, she gritted her teeth and said: "Then I sue you, if he is really dead, if he is really--, then death is indeed a good ending for you!"

“……”

"Yan Qingqing, I will make your life worse than death!"

“……”

"I swear!"

I smiled faintly.

She was furious, but even though the short knife was in her hand, no more than a stone's throw away, she never made a move, but pulled the knife out of it.

She stood up straight, still gasping for breath, but I could clearly feel the fear in her anger, like the fear that she would lose something most precious, and she could only rely on this anger to hide her helplessness and despair.

She glared at me again, then turned and walked out.

The door was closed from the outside.

And it wasn't until this moment that I had the opportunity to see my surroundings.

But immediately, I was discouraged.

It's just a room, where you can't see any traces at all, and it's as simple as if it's just to lock up a person, so the furnishings are the most ordinary.

If you want to go out and see where I am, Han Zitong is afraid that he will really give me a knife.

At this moment, there was a dull pain in the back of my head, which almost made my eyes black, and I subconsciously reached out and stroked the back of my head.