Yang Liu looked at Xiao Yihan's face, the whole person looked a little erratic, she didn't know how long she had been blowing, but her lips were numb, and then, she saw Xiao Yihan's bloodless lips suddenly moved slightly, although it was very slight, but Yang Liu still noticed it.

Yang Liu hurriedly lowered his head and said in his ear: "Xiao Yihan, wake up, I'll play the flute for you, okay?" ”

Xiao Yihan still didn't react, but Yang Liu knew that he must be listening.

Therefore, he immediately picked up the bamboo pole again, put it to his mouth, puffed up his cheeks and blew desperately, because the bamboo pole had not been treated, there were some barbs on it, Yang Liu's mouth was punctured, and her lips were bleeding, but she still blew desperately one song after another as if she couldn't feel it.

Yang Liu remembered that when she first saw Xiao Yihan in the store, she was attracted to him, but she had been silently following him for so many days, but he never raised his head to look at her.

So, in order to attract his attention, she came up with the idea and wanted to use the sound of the flute to attract his attention.

It turns out that she succeeded, Xiao Yihan that day, after hearing her flute, raised his head for the first time and glanced at her, that glance, Yang Liu's heart was pounding, and from then on, this man lived in her heart,

They haven't been together for a long time, and they have experienced a lot of twists and turns, ups and downs, and they are about to come to the bitter end, but they are facing life and death, God is really ruthless.

No, Yang Liu didn't believe it, he was going to be separated from herself like this, and she couldn't live without him.

Yang Liu only felt a sour feeling in her heart, tears flowed down the corners of her eyes, and she unconsciously blew the tunes that had been blown countless times one after another.

Xiao Yihan felt that his head had become very heavy and heavy, and he couldn't support it anymore, his consciousness gradually became blurred, and then his eyes went dark, and he fell asleep.

But at this moment, suddenly there was a melodious and familiar flute sounding in his ears, at first it sounded as if it was far away from him, and then it felt very close and close, he tried to pull back his thoughts, pay attention to the listener, and found that the flute sound was very familiar, but he couldn't remember why he felt familiar.

Xiao Yihan felt very tired and sleepy, and wanted to sleep quietly, but the sound of the flute rang in his ears for a long time, so that he could not sleep peacefully.

Then, gradually, he understood that these tunes were the ones that Yang Liu usually played, and as soon as he heard these familiar tunes, he remembered the girl sitting at the door of the fruit shop, holding a flute in her hand, and slowly blowing it on her lips, and those beautiful notes jumped out of her mouth.

Then, when the girl was halfway up, she suddenly raised her eyes and glanced at him shyly, it was that glance that made Xiao Yihan's heart pound.

Xiao Yihan's heart, which had gradually stopped beating, suddenly began to slowly resume its heartbeat, and his consciousness seemed to be pulled back, no, he couldn't just close his eyes like this, he wanted to take another look at this flute woman.

Xiao Yihan tried hard to open his eyes, but his eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and he couldn't lift them.

Yang Liu, who was playing the flute, noticed that Xiao Yihan's eyelids moved, and her tears flowed out again, she put down the flute, leaned over, and attached it to Xiao Yihan's ear and said, "Xiao Yihan, do you remember these tunes?" These are all tunes I played for you, you don't sleep, I'll blow you again, okay? ”

Yang Liu said, put the bamboo pole to her ear, and blew hard, every time she finished blowing, she would attach it to Xiao Yihan's ear and say: "Xiao Yihan, I haven't blown it for a long time, it doesn't sound good, you have to tell me." ”

Although Xiao Yihan didn't react, Yang Liu felt that his chest that had not risen and fell just now seemed to be moving again, and she must not give up, so she played those tunes one after another.

Her tears became more and more fierce, she knew that she was fighting against death, not letting death snatch Xiao Yihan away from her hands, but she didn't know how long she could hold on, because, time has been getting longer and longer, he can't hold on, even if he doesn't sleep, but his back is still bleeding, as the sky gradually brightens, she sees that around his body, there is a red blood.

Yang Liu didn't know how long she had been blowing, only her lips were sore, and in the end, the bamboo pole was blown by her, and she couldn't make any sound anymore.

She knocked the bamboo pole the stone, put it to her mouth and blew it again, but still could not make a sound, Yang Liu was angry, and threw it back into the water angrily, and then turned around, trying to find something to blow again, but there was nothing around.

Yang Liu was so anxious that tears flowed, when she played the flute just now, Xiao Yihan's eyelids still moved, but now there was no movement at all, the whole surroundings were as silent as death, except for the two of them, there was no living thing, and the world was a little quiet.

Yang Liu lay on Xiao Yihan's chest, and suddenly felt sadness coming from it, could it be that this is their final ending? Xiao Yihan is definitely useless, if he dies, she doesn't want to live anymore.

Yang Liu looked at Xiao Yihan's bloodless face, slowly raised his hand, and gently stroked his cheek, he was still so young and so good, did he have to die like this?

Yang Liu suddenly thought that they had been in love for so long, she had never taken the initiative to kiss him, and she must not leave regrets before she died.

She slowly lowered her head and put her trembling lips on his, his lips were so cold, without a little temperature, she was in tears, kissing him, and whispered: "Xiao Yihan, we should never be separated, whether it is life or death......"

Before Yang Liu's words fell, a loud voice was suddenly heard in his ears asking, "Who is there?" ”

Yang Liu raised his head suddenly, and suddenly saw a raft floating on the water not far from him, and there was a person standing on the raft, although that person was dressed in clothes, but Yang Liu clearly recognized that he was Scarface.

For a moment, Yang Liu thought that he was hallucinating, and heard Xiao Yihan say that Scarface was killed by the two brothers under Xing'er, now, how could he appear here?

Yang Liu thought that she was hallucinating, she rubbed her eyes vigorously, and then looked over again, it was true, the person on the bamboo raft was indeed a scarred face.

Yang Liu slammed up from the stone, waved his hand vigorously at Scarface, and shouted loudly, "Brother Scar, come and save us......"