Chapter 142: Why isn't the first person you think of me? (First update, 3000+) biting Fang Xinqi by himself until the whole person had no strength, Xia Fan tasted between his lips and teeth, full of the breath of this man's blood, tears, without any warning, and flowed down even more violently than just now.

Obviously, he was biting this man with an instinctive reaction, but why did he feel as uncomfortable as a ball of cotton in his heart.

Especially the more she tried to bite Fang Xinqi, the more he grabbed his shoulder, pinched it tightly, and refused to let go, making Xia Fan feel that the person she was biting was not the demon she spit on, but her own heart.

Fang Xinqi was still clasping the back of Xia Fan's head, not caring about the bleeding shoulder blades, and hugging her with a touch of tenderness that even he didn't notice.

Tears rolled down and dripped down Fang Xinqi's injured shoulder.

Xia Fan's eyes, which were blinded by the bloom, fell on Fang Xinqi's bloody shoulder blades, and his thoughts were chaotic.

Bei Yan bit her lip tightly, she used a posture that couldn't see through Fang Xinqi's heart, her eyes didn't look at him, she still shrunk her little head into his neck socket, and asked weakly-

"Why don't you hide?"

Her voice was dry, with the stubbornness of a leopard in her voice.

He could have avoided his own bite, but if he did, he wouldn't have to suffer the pain at all, let alone bleed.

She didn't understand, even if he didn't dodge, at least he should learn to let go, or resist.

But instead of hiding, not letting go, not resisting, but hugging himself tighter, she didn't know what kind of mentality this man was hugging himself with this!

He was obviously hostile to himself in every way, and just now he had a gritted teeth posture that he would rather die in front of him again than let himself go free.

Now she hugged herself as if she had changed into a different person, she couldn't read this man's ambivalence, he made him feel like a relationship through a thin veil, which really made her feel uncomfortable somewhere in her heart, and she was shocked by something.

Fang Xinqi's breath became a little messy and panting, because of the pain in his shoulder blades, his black and hard black hair was wet with sweat.

The strength around him is faintly drained, but the strength in the palm of his hand has always been the strength of tenacity.

"There is no reason, I said that I will not let go of you, unless I die, I will not let go!"

Every word he uttered was extremely determined, gritting his teeth, he hugged Xia Fan tightly.

With Fang Xinqi's words lingering in his ears, Xia Fan couldn't help but feel funny for a while.

He won't let go of himself until he dies! Scold...... Yes, one of them must die, otherwise, the two of them are destined to be entangled endlessly in this life.

Her heart was desolate, but she forced herself to smile.

"You won't die, the person who died will be me Xia Fan!"

She said every word in a coherent manner, not even caring that when she said it, she was completely cursing herself.

Xia Fan's words fell on Fang Xinqi's ears, making his heroic eyebrows unconsciously frown, and the lines were very light, but they were very clear.

As if sensing a trace of unnaturalness in Fang Xinqi, Xia Fan hooked the corners of his mouth openly, smiling like a plant in a dry desert, proud.

"For you Fang Xinqi, you should prefer to see me die without a place to be buried, so, between you and me, the person who dies will be me Xia Fan, not you Fang Xinqi!"

Xia Fan kept smiling from beginning to end, that smile was very beautiful, but there was no spirituality, as if her smile was as cold as a machine.

With enough strength, she used her strength up and down, almost empty, and pushed her two small hands towards Fang Xinqi's heart.

Then, Fang Xinqi was impacted by her force, and she broke free from his arm and broke free from her body.

The long and dense eyelashes trembled, Xia Fan lowered his eyes, didn't look at Fang Xinqi, for a long time, moved his lips slightly-

"Don't mess with me again, I don't have time to spend with you now, if you want to continue to mess with me, I Xia Fan don't mind sending my worthless corpse to you!"

The meaning of Xia Fan's words couldn't be more obvious, she and him will either never see each other, or they will be separated from heaven and man.

Standing up, Xia Fan picked up his mobile phone, squeezed it in his hand, and walked towards the entrance of the community.

As she walked, she dialed the number on her mobile phone.

Rummaging through the address book, she didn't know who could help her, or who she could trust when she was so isolated.

After rummaging around, she couldn't help but feel cold in her heart when she didn't find anyone who could make her feel dependent.

Maybe people are forced to a certain point of despair, and things will be reversed, she actually wants to laugh at the moment, laughing at her own existence, it's like a big joke.

For a moment, she actually hoped that she would be completely disillusioned and die in that cliff falling accident, in that case, she wouldn't have to go through so many things two years later, and she wouldn't have to meet Fang Xinqi, the devil who would wake up from a bloody dream even when she was asleep.

The hand holding the mobile phone, the fingertips trembled unconsciously, just like her current state of mind, full of endless sorrow, so that she could not see the morning light in the morning and the warm sun in winter.

The small hand holding the mobile phone was covered by a large hand with a faint callus.

Then, Fang Xinqi closed his palms and clenched Xia Fan's little hand in his own hand.

Seeing Xia Fan alone, walking aimlessly on the street like a homeless man, Fang Xinqi stretched out his long arm and hugged her tightly in the crook of his arm.

He held her little head against his shoulder blades, which were still churning out with a faint amount of blood, and pressed his chin against the top of her head.

Hold her tightly and don't give her the possibility of escaping herself.

A sigh escaped from his thin lips helplessly, he slid his Adam's apple, and his voice was jerky-

"Why? Why is it that when you are in a situation, the first person who comes to mind is not me? ”

Fang Xinqi's voice was very dry, but calm and powerful, which made Xia Fan, who was at a loss for a while, feel as if he had found a sheltered harbor.

She was so tired and tired that she didn't want to think about the things that would have torn her apart into schizophrenia.

didn't struggle anymore, at this moment, she didn't care that Fang Xinqi was an enemy, nor did she care that Fang Xinqi was the person she hated the most, Mu Ne endured his strong arms and tightened his circle.

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In the hotel suite, the yellow light of the wall lamps shrouds a warm color.

The soft light, mottled and dappled, fell on the edge of the chuang, reflecting a rare peaceful scene.

Fang Xinqi's dark shirt was faded down, and Xia Fan saw a striking eagle-shaped tattoo on his left shoulder blade where he had just bitten his shoulder.

In the falling light, Xia Fan saw that on Fang Xinqi's skin, there were dried bloodshots, which fell into his eyes at first glance.

There was no excessive change in the color of her eyes because of the piercing blood, and her flawless cheeks were very cold, which was the composure and calmness accumulated over the past two years.

took a cotton swab dipped in alcohol, her eyes were very pale and she cleaned up the blood on it little by little.

In order to clean it thoroughly, she poured disinfectant water on Fang Xinqi's shoulder blades.

The stinging sensation spread all over his body along Fang Xinqi's shoulder, and even his nerves were stimulated by a stimulated spirit and a stimulated spirit numbness.

But that's it, he only frowned slightly.

After cleaning up, Xia Fan took the trauma medicine from the medicine box and applied it to the gauze.

After applying gauze and fixing it with medical tape, she went to clean up the medical kit.

From beginning to end, she didn't speak to Fang Xinqi, and it wasn't until the end that she spoke out in a low voice-

"Remember not to get wet, I'll wait for your call later!"

With that, she got up and was about to leave.

If Xia Fan was forced to the point of helplessness because of saving Xia Bai, and finally asked Fang Xinqi for help, maybe most of them didn't believe it, but the truth is that in order to save Xia Bai, she really didn't care about her dignity and asked Fang Xinqi for help.

didn't want the Xia family's only remaining life to wither, she abandoned the dignity she had always cared about the most, and she and Fang Xinqi did not hesitate to reach a compromise agreement.

Xia Fan was just about to raise her feet to leave, when Fang Xinqi's intact right hand grabbed her wrist.

Then, with a force of his thin arm, he pulled Xia Fan to the side of the chuang and sat next to him.

When Xia Fan helped him deal with the wound in his shoulder blade just now, he stared intently at her every movement from beginning to end.

I don't know why, even if she is still cold to herself, he cherishes such a hard-won moment of peace.