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Inoue Yinghua and Saten Tears looked at each other for a long time.

No one spoke.

It should be said that neither of them knows what to say to each other now.

The more there are a thousand words, the moment we meet, the more I don't know how to express my feelings.

In the end, Zuotian Tears called out in a dry voice:

"Yinghua ......"

Her voice was so weak that it felt as if it took a lot of effort just to speak.

Hearing this call, Inoue Hideka finally determined that what was happening in front of him was not his delusion.

Saten Tears is indeed awake, although she is very weak, but she is still alive.

Inoue Yinghua immediately picked up Zuotian Tears' weak and boneless palm, and replied: "I'm here, Tears, I'm here!" Do you feel anything wrong? ”

"I ......" The corners of Zuotian's tears squirmed, as if he wanted to say something, but after only a second, he changed his words and said: "I'm hungry, I'm so hungry, Yinghua, you help me up, I'm going to the kitchen to cook something delicious, you must be hungry too, right?" ”

"......" Inoue fell into a brief silence.

The green tendons of the other hand hidden under the edge of the bed were exposed, and they pinched his thigh fiercely.

At this time, did she even think about cooking?

Obviously my body was so weak that I had to speak, I was still thinking about whether I would be hungry, and I was still thinking about going to the kitchen to cook something to eat...... Damn it!

Why, fate wants to torture this kind girl, bastard!

Suppressing his feelings, Inoue Yinghua finally didn't let himself show that something was wrong in front of Saten's tears.

Then, Inoue Yinghua stood up with a smile and said to Satian Tears: "Tears haven't recovered yet, how can you have the strength to cook?" How about I serve Tear Lady today and let you taste the craftsmanship of the apprentice you brought out by your own hands? ”

"I don't think it's a good suggestion, I'm afraid that even pigs will dislike what Yinghua made, how could I eat it?"

Zuo Tian's tears had a thick smile in his eyes, but there was only a far-fetched smile on his face.

The tone is also the same, obviously when this sentence is spoken, it should be an unusually energetic mocking tone, but at this moment, Zuotian's tears, who are pale, are read out without emotion as if he was reading a text.

"Nonsense! I'm sure I'll be fine if I just cook porridge. Tears, you wait, I'll go and cook you a bowl of steaming nutritious porridge now, and make sure you are full of energy after eating! ”

Inoue Yinghua finished speaking very quickly, turned around and walked directly out of Saten's tear room.

After closing the door, Inoue Yinghua leaned against the wall, and the smile on his face could no longer be maintained.

Just now, he almost couldn't hold back and lost his temper in front of Zuotian's tears.

Once upon a time, what a cheerful and lively girl it was.

Nowadays, something as simple as a joke has become a luxury for her.

The undulating tone, the laborious appearance that affects the facial muscles, the pale cheeks and hair, all the time touched Inoue Yinghua's already trembling heart.

Hiding his face with his hands, Inoue Yinghua leaned against the wall behind him, his body slowly sliding, tears already overflowing his cheeks through his fingers.

Half-squatting in the corner, Inoue Yinghua's shoulders were loose, sobbing silently.

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After about two minutes, Inoue Yinghua went to the bathroom to wash his face, and then took out his mobile phone and ordered two takeouts.

Although he said that there was no problem with cooking porridge, Inoue Yinghua was afraid that if he messed up, it would be bad if Zuotian couldn't eat with tears.

Her body is already weak, and if she can't replenish food in time, it's hard to say whether she will be able to last for half a month.

Waiting for the takeout time, Inoue Yinghua went to the kitchen to buy some rice, and then put it in the rice cooker, then turned around and went back to Saten Tears's room.

Probably tired, when Inoue Yinghua returned to the room, Saten Tears had already fallen asleep again.

Inoue Yinghua didn't disturb Satian Tears, lightly moved a stool and put it next to the bed, and quietly looked at Satian Tears who was breathing evenly.

She looks so quiet at the moment, like a sleeping sick beauty, no longer with the vitality of the past.

Inoue Hideka misses the black-haired girl who would stand in the kitchen with a kitchen knife and threaten that she would have no food at night.

He really wanted to see Zuotian tears jumping around and doing all kinds of pranks on himself again, such a girl was so charming.

It's not like now, it's just two people.

One is active, the other is quiet.

One loves to laugh, but the other can't.

One is healthy, the other is sick, and there is even less than half a month left to live.

Unacceptable.

Inoue Hideka could not accept such an arrangement as fate.

In any case, it shouldn't be this kind, innocent girl who becomes what she is now.

She didn't do anything wrong, why did God take away the life of a cardamom girl in her prime like this!

I'm going to save her!

Inoue Yinghua looked at Saten's tearful face and made such a declaration in his heart.

There must be a way, no matter what, I have to save her!

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Demon God!

The demon god is omnipotent, it is the pyramid of this world, if it were them, it would definitely be possible.

As long as you find the demon gods and then pray to them to save Tears, Tears can live.

That's right, as long as you find the Demon God, as long as you find the Demon God.

Thinking of this, Inoue Yinghua's thoughts suddenly became active, he clenched his fists, and secretly made up his mind in his heart.

When the time comes, no matter what method you use, you must ask one of them to save the tears!

Bell~

As soon as I thought of this, I heard the bell ringing at the door.

Inoue Yinghua got up and walked towards the door, planning in his heart, looking for and inviting the demon god to save Saten's tears.