Chapter 494: How do you want me to face it

Lee Soon-gyu had a very long dream, dreaming of his childhood, when he was very young, a family that had been in the midst of war in his memory, a happy family that later returned to South Korea, and a family that finally separated the two places.

The reunion of her own family in the dream was also very short, and then she dreamed of Wang Luo, Wang Luo standing alone in the dark, Wang Luo who smiled gently at her, and then she woke up.

The five senses returned to reality, and the two days of slumber made Lee Soon-gyu forget how to command his body, only his eyes could turn, looking at the strange room that was somewhat dim and lit with candles, and there was a faint smell of blood wafting in the air.

"Awake?" The familiar voice sounded in Li Shungui's ears, making her body tremble subconsciously, blinking her eyes to look at the face in the dream, her vision gradually obscured by the mist, and she tried to speak, but she could only let out a weak whimper.

"Wait." Wang Luo put down the alcohol in his hand, took who helped Li Shungui up, took a sip of his own drink, kissed her on the lips, and fed it to her.

Li Shungui, who drank the water and gradually regained consciousness, wrapped his tongue around Wang Luo, biting Wang Luo as if he was dying and lingering, as if he wanted to tear him apart, until his mouth was filled with blood, Li Shungui let go of his mouth, blinked, and tears rolled down his cheeks uncontrollably.

"I'm alive because it really hurts." Wang Luo's painful facial features were deformed, but he still maintained a gentle smile and spoke with a big tongue.

"Where?" Li Shungui blinked his eyes and asked in a hoarse voice.

"A sacred place." Wang Luo smiled.

"You're hurt?" Lee Soon-gyu wrinkled his nose and sniffed.

"That's right, you eat something, and then do me a little favor." Wang Luo smiled and brought over the steamed buns and warm porridge and fed them to Li Shungui little by little.

Li Shungui nestled in Wang Luo's arms, and his stomach that had been revived was a little painful from hunger, so he didn't care too much, he ate first and then said.

After eating a bowl of porridge and half a steamed bun, Li Shungui burped, squinted his eyes and rubbed in Wang Luo's arms.

"I know how to sew clothes." Wang Luo asked with a chuckle.

"Hmm." Lee Soon-gyu let out a nasal sound.

"That's good." Wang Luo straightened Li Shungui's body, let her sit on the bed by herself, put the candlelight on the side of the bed, came over with the medical kit, handed her the worn medical needle and thread, and pointed to her back, "Sew, the time has come to reflect your skills." ”

Looking at the scar behind Wang Luo that seeped blood and could see the flesh and blood, Li Shungui's face became even paler, and his breathing became a little heavier.

"If you don't do it, I'm going to bleed to death." Wang Luo chuckled.

Lee Soon-gyu's hand holding the needle was trembling, and finally he withdrew his hand and pinched the open flesh, and the silver needle was pierced without hesitation.

Wang Luo's body stiffened, and he gasped and broke out in a cold sweat, "Go on." ”

Li Shungui's eyes darkened, stitches and threads were like sewing clothes, sewing the scar of nearly ten centimeters, and the stitches were very dense, pursing his lips and expressionless.

When she finished sewing, Wang Luo was about to faint in pain, with a lot of cold sweat on his body, and the burning wound was very painful.

"This is just a medicine sprinkled on it." Wang Luo handed Li Shungui a small porcelain bottle, and Li Shungui obediently poured the powder inside on the bloody wound little by little, and wiped the surrounding blood stains with alcohol and cotton swabs.

"You're pretty nimble." Wang Luo looked at Li Shungui who was packing up the medicine box and said with a smile.

"You inevitably get hurt when you practice." Lee Soon-gyu bowed his head and said in a muffled voice.

"Are you feeling unwell?" Wang Luo touched Li Shungui's frizzy short hair and asked softly.

"There's nothing you want to ask me?" Li Shungui raised his head and looked directly at Wang Luo.

"I'm all thin, and the flesh on my face is gone." Wang Luo squinted at Li Shungui's cheek and chuckled, as if he hadn't heard her words.

"Wang Luo, can you face reality?" Lee Soon-gyu's eyes were red, and there were drops of water in his eye sockets.

"You should be in good spirits after sleeping for two days, haven't you been complaining that you don't sleep well?" Wang Luo's smile did not decrease, and his voice became more and more gentle

"Wang Luo, I'm talking to you! If you don't face reality, I'm going to kill you! Lee Soon-gyu roared with tears streaming down his face, like a helpless child.

Wang Luo pursed the corners of his mouth and lowered his head, "How do I face it?" ”

"You can beat me, scold me, or even kill me, but I beg you, don't do this to me, you do this, I will feel that you love me." Li Shungui's already weak body trembled slightly, his face was pale and he cried very pitifully, and his little hands grabbed Wang Luo's arm nails and sank deep into the flesh.

"I love you." Wang Luo's deep ink-like eyes were coated with a layer of mist at some point, and they looked even clearer, like stars in the sky, looking at Li Shungui gently and helplessly, and his voice was soft, like a heavier Li Shungui would hurt a porcelain doll.

"You don't know, when I came with you in my arms, I especially wanted to kiss you like a sleeping beauty in a fairy tale." Wang Luo smiled a little distractedly, looking at Li Shungui without focus, tears rolling down his face, mixed with the blood on his cheekbones.

"I was scared to death, I was afraid that you really wouldn't wake up, although I always knew that you would definitely be fine, what kind of feeling I feel like now when I think about it." Wang Luo gently held Li Shungui in his arms and gently touched her head, "It's okay, you're really fine." ”

"Wang Luo." Li Shungui's teary eyes had already begun to dissipate, and his voice was hoarse calling Wang Luo's name, which sounded a little sad.

"I used to be afraid that I would ruin you without knowing when, so I was always cautious." Wang Luo's voice trembled a little, and there was a hint of joy, "But now I find that I am more afraid of losing you, forgive me for being a bastard, I would rather destroy you than lose you." ”

"Can't you just let me go?" Lee Soon-gyu suddenly burst into tears and laughed.

"Leave that word alone, no one can really do it." Wang Luo blinked, revealing a bitter smile.

"This is the first time, and there will be a second and third time in the future, and we will not die." Lee Soon-gyu wiped his face, showed a coquettish smile, and said softly, as gentle as if he was talking about love.

"Then you need strength to kill me." Wang Luo smiled, gently touched Li Shungui's head, held her in his arms and patted her on the back.

"I've been asleep for a long time." The tense nerves became loose with each stroke of Wang Luo's caresses, and Li Shungui felt that his eyelids were a little heavy and yawned.

"Then it's time to go to bed." Wang Luo smiled, blew out the candlelight, and lay on the bed with Li Shungui in his arms, feeling happy in his heart.

Luckily, she's fine.

Since receiving the call in the afternoon, Wang Luo's nerves have been in a tense state, and the high-intensity use of his brain has long made him have a headache, and his heart is concerned about the safety of Li Shungui and the resentment that has been squeezed for so long, which has been completely released in the battle with those ten killers just now.

Even if the wolf has its teeth and claws removed, it still won't forget its hunting instinct, not to mention, over the years, Wang Luo has not slackened his training for a day, and a dozen and ten can be borne by him, especially the Japanese samurai, who will not rush up, but fight alone with a samurai spirit, although it is a wheel war.

But Wang Luo is not a samurai, he is just a person who wants to live, so his knife is deadly and will not leave the opponent the slightest chance to fight back, so he led a somewhat bloody dismemberment scene, people are very tenacious creatures, even if you break his internal organs, he may still have a chance to fight back on the verge of death, so the best way is to cut off his arm, or cut off his head, but the cervical vertebrae are too hard, and when Wang Luo pierced the skull of the eighth person, one dagger was broken, and the remaining one was also curled.

So he was slashed three times, one in the lower abdomen, one in the back, and the last one in the collarbone, but except for the back wound that Li Shungui had just sewn, the other two wounds were not too strict, but Wang Luo bled a lot, and his body was also exhausted, so he waited for Li Shungui to wake up.

When Lee Soon-gyu wakes up, he can sleep.

Feeling the weight of the man in his arms, Li Shungui felt as if his heart was pressed by him, he couldn't breathe anymore, he looked down at Wang Luo, who had fallen into a coma, and his bloodless little face suddenly bloomed into a bright smile, and he smiled a little poignantly.

Gently rubbing Wang Luo's cheek, Li Shungui squinted, and a light laugh came from the dim room after a long time, with a thick mockery, I don't know who he was mocking. (To be continued.) )