At the bottom of the valley, the pile of firewood was almost extinguished. After Lingxi heard the whole incident, she suddenly felt that she was too happy to be alive.

Because Linglong has been a chess piece all her life, there are too many helplessness in her life. And she was only a sixteen or seventeen-year-old woman, a woman who had not yet set foot in the sinister world and was on a terrible mission.

Life and death cannot be decided by oneself, let alone have one's own feelings, because as a killer, you should have no feelings.

Lingxi looked at the firewood that was slowly extinguished, turned his head and looked at the second son with slightly tearful eyes, and said, "She is really pitiful, but ...... Am I not her? ”

Lingxi said this and wanted to tell the second son clearly, don't treat her as Linglong anymore. Because if a person is just similar in appearance, he treats her as if she were another person, so how unfair it is to her.

Zimo looked at her, looking at her sad expression, as if he was thinking for a moment.

"It's good that you're not her." Zimo said this, at this time, Lingxi didn't understand what he was trying to express.

Because she really doesn't understand the heart of the second son, this person who usually seems to be very cold, but his heart is very warm.

Lingxi understood this sentence as: The second son doesn't want her to have the same fate as Linglong.

Cold......

It's cold......

When the pile of firewood was extinguished, Lingxi realized that his body was very cold, it was a kind of cold that was full of cold from the inside of his body and in his blood.

He had been at the bottom of this valley for two days and two nights, and in order to find herbs for the second son, Lingxi personally tried a lot of medicinal materials, and those medicinal materials were cold.

And Lingxi also cut his wrists and transfused his own blood to him. I didn't feel it before, but now, Lingxi slowly felt it, and the cold invaded.

That's because her physique has deteriorated, and she has lost so much blood, and her body has lost so much blood all of a sudden, and she will become afraid of cold and cold.

Lingxi's lips slowly turned purple, her fingernails, and nail beds slowly turned purple, and she sat there and began to tremble slightly.

It was a kind of chill that began to run from the blood, and from the blood to the whole body, Lingxi felt like the pain in his body at this time was pierced by thousands of silver needles in his skin.

Only then did Zimo see that something seemed wrong with her, and her face was terrifyingly pale.

"What's wrong?!" With the last words Zimo said, Lingxi had gradually lost consciousness.

The vision in front of her became blurry, and after holding on for so long, she finally couldn't hold it anymore, in order to treat the second son's injury, she hadn't slept for two days.

Worried, frightened, frightened, frightened...... These emotions were like weeds, mixing into her thoughts.

In fact, she is not so strong, and when she faces these things alone, she will also be afraid.

Lingxi finally lost consciousness completely, Zimo hugged her, and when he hugged Lingxi, he was shocked in his heart......

The body was so cold, the cold body was like a dead man, and it had lost the temperature that a living person should have.

Zimo hugged her tightly, and the darkness of the night had slowly passed away. But the valley is still dark and damp.

Zimo knew that they had to get out of here, otherwise Lingxi's body would be difficult to get better.

……

Five days later, inside the inn.

Lingxi opened his eyes in a daze, and saw that all this was so strange in front of him! But she could be sure it was a room, not the icy valley.

Then, she was completely awakened by a burst of sound.

"Lingxi, you finally woke up, you have slept for five days and five nights!" Yue'er said loudly, but there was a little worry in her eyes.

Yue'er felt that Lingxi was too pitiful, she hadn't eaten for five days, but now it's better, she can eat more when she wakes up, and make up for the previous few days.

"Lingxi, what would you like to eat?" Yue'er asked this as soon as she opened her mouth, she was afraid that Lingxi would be hungry, after all, she had slept for several days.

She had been in a coma for five days and five nights, and now she wanted to speak, but she found that her throat was so dry that it hurt a little.

"I'm not hungry!" Lingxi said softly, as if he was seriously ill, and he didn't even have the strength to speak.

"Oh my God! Do you know? In the few days you have been asleep, I can only feed you some sugar water, and you can't open your mouth to eat anything else. "Yue'er seems to be hungrier than Lingxi.

"I've slept for so long?" Lingxi still feels a splitting headache.

But Lingxi still remembered what happened in front of the valley at this moment, and she still remembered that the second son was seriously injured.

"Second son, his injuries ...... Okay? Lingxi woke up, and the first time he cared about it was not his illness, but asked if Zimo was okay?

Yue'er's eyes were wide open, and she was a little curious, but soon this curiosity disappeared. Because of this trip to Buzhou Mountain, they all experienced life and death.

"Brother Zimo is fine, but you, worried about us? I'm afraid you'll not wake up? Yue'er said with a little worry.

After Yue'er finished speaking, she ran out to get food for Lingxi, because she couldn't stand being hungry herself, and she couldn't stand others being hungry. And Yue'er also ran out to tell His Highness that Lingxi had woken up.

His Royal Highness and Zimo came in to see Lingxi, she was still very weak, with a pale face and pale lips.

"Huh...... You're finally awake! "It was His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who spoke.

Finally saw a smile on Qin Yu's lips, this time he went to Buzhou Mountain, took them there, and he was injured, His Highness's heart was very sad. If Lingxi can't wake up again, it is estimated that he will have to move the rescuers.

Zimo also followed His Highness in, and he said slowly, "Are you okay now?" ”

Although Lingxi is very dizzy now, she said, "It's nothing anymore, I just feel thirsty." ”

"This time I want to blame Zimo, I didn't take care of you." His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said half-jokingly.

"Ahem...... Lingxi coughed dryly several times, afraid that he had just woken up, and his throat was still very dry.

Zimo went over and poured a glass of water and handed it to her.

His Royal Highness stood beside Zimo, patted Zimo lightly on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "I'll go and see what Yue'er has prepared for her." ”

"Hmm!" Zimo responded softly.

Lingxi lowered his head and drank the water, and then he felt that this white water was even better than the delicacies of the mountains and seas. The feeling of dry throat has been relieved a lot.

Zimo raised his hand lightly, touched Lingxi's forehead, and then said with a little distress: "Finally, there is some temperature." ”

Lingxi didn't understand what he meant, could it be that he had a high fever?

"I don't seem to have a fever?" Lingxi doesn't look like he has a fever?

Zimo's eyes rolled slightly, looked at her injured hand, and said with a little guilt: "Does the wound still hurt?" ”

Lingxi looked at his injured hand, which was obviously re-bandaged, but the wrapped white cloth still oozed some blood.

"It's okay, it's a skin injury." Lingxi pretended not to care, but in fact, the wound was quite large, and as long as the hand was forced, the pain was unbearable.

The more Zimo heard her say this, the more uncomfortable his heart became, because when Lingxi was unconscious, he already knew the truth.

The doctor said that Lingxi was caused by excessive blood loss, but when he fell off the cliff, Lingxi was not injured? Later, the doctor saw the wound on her hand, and after tearing open the bloodstained strip of cloth, the long, incisional and smooth wound was revealed.

As soon as the doctor saw it, he knew that she had cut her wrist with a sharp weapon, and as you can imagine, when she cut her wrist, there were many blood vessels in that area, and she definitely bled a lot at that time.

And in the valley, she did it because there was only one reason, and that must have been to transfuse her own blood into him.

"Don't do such a stupid thing again?" Zimo said with a tone of seven points of concern and three points of blame.

Lingxi only knew at this time that she had transfused blood into him in the valley, and I was afraid that they would all guess it.

Lingxi turned his head and smiled slightly, and said, "But it turns out that my adventure is worth it!" ”

Looking at her smile, Zimo had reduced the heavy guilt a lot for a while. She always looks like she is gentle, petite and small, but there is a great willpower hidden in her heart, seemingly weak but very strong.

When she was not in Zhoushan, even in the face of a first-class killer like Suzaku Qisu, she was fearless, stood up, and said: Stop!

Lingxi remembered at this time that when she was on the cliff of Buzhou Mountain, the woman that the second son told her, the woman who had died, I don't know if now, in his heart, has he always left that position to her?

Zimo's faint eyes were full of worry, the more she was like this, the more she couldn't get over it.

So Lingxi smiled and said, "I'm fine, you don't have to worry so much, it's ...... Don't feel guilty! ”

After Zimo heard this, his worried face eased slightly: "When I was in the valley, thank you for saving me!" ”

After Lingxi listened, he remembered more and more that the second son talked about the woman named Linglong before, maybe in his heart, the person who impressed him the most will always be Linglong, right?

And she is just a shadow of others, but she doesn't want to be anyone's shadow. No matter how small you are, you just want to be yourself.

She ...... Something important to you, right? Lingxi suddenly asked such a question at this time, since she was very concerned about a person who had died.

This question may seem silly, but ...... But it's real.

If the woman that the second son believes in his heart is Linglong, then the people he meets later will more or less remind him of Linglong's shadow.

Then everyone else is her shadow, a shadow that follows her like a shadow and has always existed.

When Zimo heard Lingxi ask him this, his heart suddenly felt as if he had been hit by something, and his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Why would she ask such a question? Zimo felt very suspicious, his mind kept thinking, and he didn't know how to answer her question after all.

It's a fact that Linglong is dead, but why does she care so much about a dead person? Do you care about everything about that person?