Chapter 438: Life and death are separated

"Don't talk," Chen Ye picked up Song Xiaoxue horizontally, the wind ruffled his unruly hair, his resolute face was shrouded in a layer of panic, his hands wrapped around Song Xiaoxue's waist, and his ten fingers almost sank into her waist, as if he was afraid that Song Xiaoxue would disappear if he let go. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

With a sad smile on her face, Song Xiaoxue raised her hand with difficulty, touching Chen Ye's cold cheeks, which were a little colder than her fingertips.

"Let me down," Song Xiaoxue's voice was inaudible, but Chen Ye still heard it clearly, not only did not let it go, but hugged her tighter, gritted her teeth and strode towards the door.

The crazy knife had already cleaned up a bunch of minions, and seeing Chen Ye striding out with Song Xiaoxue in his arms, his face was like a Shura, and he sighed in his heart, and hurriedly followed.

Every time Chen Ye moved, the blood from Song Xiaoxue's wound gushed more, and her face became more and more pale, and finally it turned white and transparent.

Crazy Dao saw that Chen Ye was still unaware, and his heart was anxious, and he stepped forward to stop in front of Chen Ye, with a serious expression, "Ye, you put her down quickly, she is very painful......"

When Chen Ye heard that Song Xiaoxue was very painful, like a robot that suddenly closed the floodgates, he paused, looked down at Song Xiaoxue, his face was pale and transparent, and his eyebrows seemed to be frowning weakly, like a white magnolia flower whose fragrance was about to dissipate.

Chen Ye was shocked, the blood in his body seemed to have faded at this moment, as if his last trace of life was tied to Song Xiaoxue, if Song Xiaoxue went, then his last trace of anger would also go away.

"Cher...... Don't scare me......" Chen Ye gently put Song Xiaoxue on the ground, looked at the blood that was still gushing out on her lower abdomen, stretched out a hand to press her wound, trying to block all the blood that flowed out, but no matter what he did, the blood still flowed out of his fingers without hindrance, staining his entire palm red.

"Night...... I really can't hold it anymore, give up," Song Xiaoxue said weakly, her eyelids were as heavy as lead, if it weren't for the last will to support her, I'm afraid she would have fallen asleep long ago.

The corners of Chen Ye's mouth were tense, his eyes were red, and red blood snaked his eyeballs were like insects.

"Crazy knife, remember to take care of Xin'er......" Song Xiaoxue slid two lines of tears from the corners of her eyes, looking at Chen Ye through the tears, a poignant smile bloomed on her face, "Finally, let me see you again." ”

Chen Ye stared at Song Xiaoxue with a pair of dark eyes, his eyes looked carefully at her eyebrows, and his nervous emotions gradually dissipated, replaced by a calm, lonely, and mature like a majestic distant mountain.

Crazy Dao looked at Chen Ye, I don't know if it was my own illusion, I felt that Chen Ye at this moment seemed to be a different person in an instant, and it became even more invisible.

Song Xiaoxue had crystal tears in her eyes, holding them in the corners of her eyes, looking at Chen Ye, her unruly hair, her handsome face, and her deep eyes.......

Song Xiaoxue raised her finger and pointed at Chen Ye's heart and looked at him, "I used to ask you to remember me all the time, but I hope you can forget me and let others live in....."

Chen Ye's heart twitched violently, he opened his mouth and took a deep breath, otherwise he would suffocate to death, his big hand clasped on the back of Song Xiaoxue's hand, stiffened his neck and nodded.

Song Xiaoxue sighed lightly, that sigh contained too many emotions, reluctance, contentment and relief.

Chen Ye slowly closed his eyes, and the tears that were about to gush out of him trembled a few times, and slowly regained his calm.

Crazy Dao stood aside and looked at Chen Ye who looked like this, as if he had knocked over a bowl of coptis water in his heart, extremely bitter, and lowered his eyes to remove the sadness in his eyes.

The brothers who followed the mad knife were also very self-aware and silent at the moment.

The whole venue was silent as if time had stood still, only the wind blew and carried away the strong smell of blood.

I don't know how long time has passed, Crazy Knife only felt that the smell of blood in the air had faded a lot, and lowered his head to look at Chen Ye again.

Chen Ye hugged Song Xiaoxue, whose body began to gradually get colder, there was no trace of indifference on his face, and even the sadness in his eyes just now disappeared completely, and the whole person seemed to be replaced with a cold soul in an instant, and he didn't look at the crazy knife beside him, and said, "Let's go." ”

With a boom, a muffled thunder exploded overhead, and suddenly the wind blew violently, the trees shook and the mountains shook, and the overhead was pitch black, like a ghost descending!

Before the mad knife could say anything, the rain crackled down from the sky, crackling on the ground, splashing blisters the size of beans.

The brothers around him immediately took out raincoats and put on the crazy knife, and were about to take another one for Chen Ye, but they were stopped by the crazy knife.

Chen Ye walked in the heavy rain with Song Xiaoxue in his arms, the rain washed away the blood stains all over his body, wetting all his black hair, the rain gathered into droplets of water at the tips of his hair, trembling and falling heavily, his handsome face was also covered with cold rain at the moment, his eyes were as red as blood, and he couldn't tell whether the water on his face was tears or rain.

The rain was very strong, as if it was about to tear down the city, but Chen Ye was like a giant, stepping firmly on the thick ground, walking forward step by step.

Song Xiaoxue in her arms was wet except for her face, and the large blood stains on her lower abdomen were stained into patches of red, like a withered flower, beautiful but distressing.

"Let's go." Madness Dao looked at Chen Ye's figure that was gradually disappearing into the rain, sighed in his heart, and silently followed behind Chen Ye.

On this day, a very strange scene appeared on the road of this city.

A handsome god-like man, holding a woman like an elf in his arms, followed by a brother on the road in the heavy rain, behind them, a huge convoy, no matter how slow the two men walked, the convoy patiently followed.

Everywhere the convoy went, pedestrians and vehicles consciously avoided it, not because the convoy was too large, but because the man holding the woman in his arms had a very cold face, as if it was cast by a thousand years of ice, and he didn't reveal a little bit of human vitality all over his body.

The man in front of him is cold from the inside out, giving people the illusion that if he gets in his way at this time, then the end will definitely be miserable.

Song Xiaoxin, who had just reconciled with the mad knife, was still immersed in happiness, waiting alone at home to share her happiness with her sister, listening to the sudden explosion of thunder and wind outside the window, her heart suddenly tingled, and a thick uneasiness melted in her heart.

Song Xiaoxin ran to the window to take a look at the pouring rain outside, and the feeling of uneasiness became more and more intense, so she took out her mobile phone and called Song Xiaoxue.

One, two, until finally it hung up automatically, and the sweet voice of the service desk lady rang on the other end of the phone.

Song Xiaoxin panicked, for some reason tears came out of her eyes, she pinched the corner of her sleeve with one hand and wanted to wipe away her tears, but the tears were like beads with broken threads, no matter how she wiped them, they would still flow out of her eyes in the next second.

"Miss Xin'er......" Next to the old mother who was assigned by Chen Ye to take care of Song Xiaoxin, she was frightened when she saw this scene, and hurriedly stepped forward, wanting to comfort, but she didn't know where to start, and she didn't know where to put her hands at a loss.

"Mother Wang, what do you say is wrong with me?" Song Xiaoxin looked at Wang Ma while wiping her tears, wanting to laugh but laughing was very far-fetched, as if there was something important in her heart that was about to be lost, but she hadn't found what it was.

"Miss, don't cry," Wang Ma looked at Song Xiaoxin distressedly, stepped forward to hug her gently, and patted her back with one hand.

Someone comforted Song Xiaoxin no longer suppressed and cried loudly, "What's going on?" Did something happen to my sister? She doesn't answer my calls......"

"No, Miss Xin'er, Madame probably didn't see it, or something stumbled and didn't answer your phone for the time being, did you call Mr.?" Wang Ma continued to comfort softly, Song Xiaoxin's appearance really frightened her.

"Yes, and brother-in-law," Song Xiaoxin sniffed and took out her mobile phone to quickly find Chen Ye's mobile phone number, glanced at Wang Ma with some anxiety, and finally pressed the dial button with trembling fingers.

Wang Ma looked at Song Xiaoxin nervously, watching her bright big eyes just now dim little by little, and her heart was also tight.

"No one ......answered" Song Xiaoxin's voice began to tremble again, holding the mobile phone in both hands and pressing the number of the crazy knife again, covering her mouth with one hand, holding back from crying.

The phone rang for a while, and it looked like it was about to be hung up, and the sound of a crazy knife finally rang on the other end of the phone, a little hoarse, but the anxious Song Xiaoxin didn't notice it at all.

"Hey, Crazy Knife, where's my sister?"

Crazy Knife tensed all over, looked at Chen Ye in front of him through the rain curtain, gritted his teeth, raised his head and let the rain hit his face, and his voice was hoarse, "I'll go back in a while." ”

"It's all right...... That's great. Song Xiaoxin seemed to breathe a sigh of relief on the other end of the phone, and her voice sounded much happier.

A wry smile appeared on Crazy Knife's face, and he hung up the phone, not knowing what Song Xiaoxin would do if he knew that it was only Song Xiaoxue's corpse that went back.

Thinking of this, Crazy Dao only felt that a big mountain was pressing on his head, exhaled deeply, and continued to follow behind Chen Ye.

From the place where the old man stayed to the place where Chen Ye lived, it was nearly three kilometers, and Chen Ye walked back with Song Xiaoxue all the way.

Song Xiaoxin looked at the direction of the gate with her chin in her hands, her eyes flashed with pleasure, it turned out that her sister was fine, the taste just now was really uncomfortable.

There was a commotion at the door, it seemed that someone had come in, Song Xiaoxin's eyes lit up, and she ran out quickly with slippers on her feet.

"Sister!" Song Xiaoxin shouted excitedly as soon as she went out, and faced Chen Ye, who was soaking wet, the two met their eyes, Song Xiaoxin's eyes fell on Song Xiaoxue in his arms, and the red plum blossoms blooming on her lower abdomen stung Song Xiaoxin's eyes.