Xia Xiwan froze, turned around quickly, and Lu Hanting was in front of her, there well.

He's not dead!

Great, he's not dead!

Xia Xiwan cried and laughed, she swam over quickly, and smashed her fist on his shoulder, "Lu Hanting, you scared me to death... You scared the hell out of me..."

She kept muttering the words, already frightened into incoherent words.

Lu Hanting didn't dodge it, let her smash it, he looked at her softly, and his eyes overflowed with a faint doting.

Suddenly, he lowered his body, rested his head on her moist fragrant shoulder, and gasped lowly, "Wanwan..."

Wanwan...

He whispered her name.

Xia Xi froze.

Lu Hanting's voice slowly weakened, but Xia Xiwan still heard it clearly, and he said, "Wanwan, why... To forsake me, what the hell am I... Where is it not done well... Why, to fall in love with someone else..."

Xia Xiwan's heart seemed to have been pierced by a sharp sword, and the sharp sword was inserted into her heart and stirred wantonly, making her hurt and making her hurt.

Lu Hanting stretched out his hand and hugged her thin waist, in the cold seawater, the girl's soft body temperature was faintly transmitted, and he kissed her hair.

Xia Xiwan wanted to push him away.

Hiss.

There was a low muffled snort in his ears, and Lu Hanting's heroic sword eyebrows had already turned into a tight Sichuan character.

"What's wrong with you?"

Xia Xiwan reached out to touch his back, and felt a large piece of warm stickiness, and the surrounding sea water had all turned red.

He was very badly wounded.

……

The two of them swam ashore with difficulty, and at five o'clock in the morning, the sky began to dawn.

There was a dilapidated wooden house in front, and Xia Xiwan pushed the door in.

There was a lamp, a stove, and a bed with a quilt on the bed, barely enough to live.

Lu Hanting was lying on the bed, Xia Xiwan tore the clothes on his body, and the back behind him was torn apart, revealing the white bones in the bright red flesh.

There was a pungent smell of blood in the air, Xia Xiwan looked trembling all over, she tore open her clothes and pierced the wound on his body hard, "I'm going to go out to find hemostatic herbs, otherwise you will definitely not wait for rescue." ”

She turned and went out.

At this moment, a large palm reached over and took her small hand.

Xia Xiwan stopped and lowered her eyes.

Lu Hanting looked at her, his pale thin lips twitched, "You will... Take the opportunity to escape? ”

It was a great opportunity, he didn't have the strength to catch her, she could leave him alone and run away on her own.

Xia Xiwan shook her head, "No." ”

……

She's gone.

Lu Hanting stared at the direction in which she disappeared, and gently closed his handsome eyes.

His body ached to the point of numbness, consciousness was withdrawing, and he felt very cold.

He fell into a coma.

He had a dream, a nightmare.

Su Xi took Xia Xiwan away, and Xia Xiwan turned her stunning little face to say goodbye to him, "Mr. Lu, I'm leaving." ”

"Don't go..."

He reached for her.

But he couldn't catch it, and Xia Xiwan's pretty figure slowly disappeared from his sight.

Don't go...

Don't go...

He whispered in pain.

I don't know how long it took, but he felt a small hand gently touch his handsome face, and he reflexively grabbed the little hand.

He opened his eyes.

It's summer sunset.

It was already bright outside, and it was early in the morning, Xia Xiwan changed into a peasant dress, her long hair was tied low in a ponytail, and her delicate little face was as smooth as jade.

Xia Xiwan held a towel in his hand to help him wipe his sweat, "I have found hemostatic herbs to help you stop the bleeding, but the wound needs to be stitched, the needle on my body has fallen off, and your wound is now inflamed and still has a fever, so I have to go to the tribe to find a doctor for you, you have a good rest first, and wait for me to come back." ”

Xia Xiwan explained a few words, then put down the towel, turned around and went out.

She's leaving.

Let's go now.

Boom, it's raining outside.

The raindrops the size of beans fell down, covering the icy weather with a bit of cold, which is really a disaster.

Xia Xiwan was in a hurry to find her husband, and she ran directly into the rain.

Raindrops the size of beans poured down her head, drenching her through.

She ran hard and ran a few steps, but someone caught up behind her, and her slender waist was clamped hard by two healthy arms.

It's Lu Hanting.

Lu Hanting ran out with him.

Xia Xiwan's pupils shrank, and he quickly picked up his fingers, "Lu Hanting, are you crazy, what are you running out for?" ”

Lu Hanting hugged her from behind, hugged her tightly, buried his head in her pink neck, and kissed her delicate skin, "Wanwan, don't go." ”