"What are you nervous about?" Jing Qian didn't understand.

Zhan Lichuan's face was buried in the pillow, and when he spoke, his low and hoarse voice sounded muffled.

"You said you didn't like me...... You're going to leave me...... I can't keep you......"

Jing Qian: ......

"I can understand it, but ...... The thought of you leaving makes my heart hurt, I feel sad, I ...... I'm afraid that the day when you'll go will come very early. ”

Jing Qian: ......

Looking at the big one lying on the bed, Jing Qian's mind was a little confused.

But more often than not, I felt distressed.

Jing Qian looked at the man lying on the bed in a daze for a long time, and then said as if surrendering: "That...... I don't think I said that. These words seem to be said by yourself. ”

Zhan Lichuan recalled the content of the chat between the two......

It seems that he did say it.

But it was also because she said that she would not give him a baby, so he followed her words.

Thinking that his first love didn't even give birth to a baby, Zhan Lichuan was a chest tightness.

Jing Qian could clearly feel a gas clashing with her vitality.

"How do I feel like there's a breath in your heart that keeps conflicting? Is there something wrong with you? You are now in the middle of an attack, and a breath of qi can easily block your qi veins all over your body. ”

Seeing that Zhan Lichuan didn't speak, Jing Qian asked, "Ah Chuan, why don't you speak?" ”

"I don't dare to say."

The man's face was half-covered in the pillow, and his speech was muffled and pitiful.

"Why?"

"I'm afraid you'll be upset if you say it."

"No, you say." At this time, Jing Qian, who had already passed the stress reaction, suddenly got up.

"I'm scared you're going to leave ...... suddenly"

Jing Qian: ......

"I don't ask you to give me a baby, it doesn't matter if I don't have a baby in my life. But...... My life is yours, if you leave, can you take me with you? ”

Jing Qian poured more and more of his vitality into Zhan Lichuan's body, Zhan Lichuan really felt that the tightness in his whole body was decreasing, although there was still a pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, but in short, he was able to move, and he was not so panicked in his heart.

But Jing Qian's side was already drunk, and with the rapid passage of vitality, the whole head became not so neat.

Listening to Zhan Lichuan's pitiful inquiry, Jing Qian's brain was hot and he directly agreed.

"Hmm."

Zhan Lichuan: ???

"Qianqian, what are you doing?"

"Didn't you say you're mine? If you're mine, I'll take you with me wherever I go in the future. ”

Zhan Lichuan was stunned for a moment, and then there was a touch of ecstasy. Ignoring the pain all over his body at this moment, he suddenly propped up his body and looked back.

At this moment, the wound that was originally a little open finally cracked perfectly under the death of Zhan Lichuan.

Jing Qian: ......

"Your wound is open."

Zhan Lichuan faced his wife's terrible depressed face, and his heart "groaned". Full of enthusiasm turned into obedience, he slowly leaned down, lay down, and then slowly put the painful deformed paws to the sides.

After that, he stopped talking.

Jing Qian looked at Zhan Lichuan like this, and felt funny, well-behaved, and still a little distressed.

So he went to the studio and took out a set of needlework from the safe.

"It hurts a little."

"It's okay, as long as you can take me with you when you leave later, it's okay."

Jing Qian pursed his lips, disinfected and re-stitched the wound to him.