Sang Zi still entered through the back door, but found that the security was half as large as before, and it took a little effort to get in.

She took down several people and swaggered in.

It was pitch black in the main house, there was no human voice at all, only a dim lamp on the top, and He Zichen's low voice could be vaguely heard, and the little guy was probably still waiting in the same place.

Sang Zi didn't have time to appease the little guy, she felt that He Yan might have had an accident.

The footsteps lightly leaped up to the second floor, and I didn't even have time to walk the stairs.

There was no light at the door of He Yan's study, which was too unusual in He Yan's habits.

Sang Zi directly destroyed the electronic lock, pushed the door in, and saw a pitch black mess in front of him.

"He Yan?"

No one responded.

Sang Zi touched the wall to turn on the light, and his eyes quickly swept around the room, and finally landed on the long legs that appeared behind the desk.

"He Yan!"

Sang Zi walked over quickly, and sure enough, he saw He Yan lying on the carpet, his face was unusually red, but his lips were pale, looking weird and scary.

She was just stunned for a moment, then reacted immediately, lifted He Yan from the ground, and then looked for medicine in the drawer.

The picture flashed in her mind, and her operation technique was smooth, she found the unknown small pill, and then went downstairs to find the wine, crushed the pill and mixed it in the wine.

He Yan was already unconscious, no matter how she called it, it was useless, Sang Zi couldn't feed him after adjusting the medicine, she had no choice, she could only pinch He Yan's nose and pour it into her mouth.

"Ya, there is such a ghost disease and you still let Song Zhiqian go, neurotic."

She muttered as she poured the medicine, her face not very good, and she was on the edge of anger.

He Yan drank the medicine, but choked several sips in a row, struggling to open his eyes, and finally had no choice but to give up.

Sang Zi dragged him to the bed, and then found a thermometer to take his temperature, but she didn't dare to go anywhere halfway, and sat on the carpet next to He Yan's bed, with a gloomy face.

For several years, she thought that she was about to forget how to operate, it turned out that habits and memories were engraved in her bones, and she didn't hesitate at all when she did those things just now.

The small pills are crushed and mixed with wine, poured directly down, and then physically cooled.

The picture in the small dilapidated house flashed out, forcing her to have a little headache.

That woman finally burned herself alive, because she was tormented by this disease, and He Yan actually had this disease.

But what about him becoming a prayer-seeker?

Sang Zi was puzzled, and suddenly felt a gaze, she slowly turned her head, just in time to meet He Yan's calm eyes.

She was stunned for a moment, and was about to speak: "Wake up......"

Wrong.

"Prayer?"

The eyes of the person on the bed shook, probably not expecting to meet in this situation, and all kinds of plans flashed in his mind, but they were all overturned by him and could not be used.

Because Sang Zi had already come over with a tiger face, "Xunxun, don't talk nonsense, I'm not stupid." ”

Prayer: "......"

He reached out and put his forehead on his forehead, his face was painful, and his voice was hoarse, "What are you doing here?" ”

Sang Zi pouted, this is going to play the role of He Yan, right?

She snorted twice, rolled over and got into bed, lifted the quilt and lay in.

The man's eyes widened, a little overwhelmed, and he didn't have time to reprimand her for a while.

Sang Zi looked at him coldly, "According to He Yan's temper, you should kick me out of bed at this time." ”

The people around him frowned, thought about it and raised their feet.

Sang Zi reacted quickly, pressed his leg first, and looked at him with a tiger face.

"I'll give you a chance to confess, you don't want to, don't force me to use extraordinary means."

Xun Qi took a slight breath, his head still hurt badly, so he simply kept his mouth shut and let Sang Zi sing a one-man show alone.

Sang Zi propped himself up, leaned on the head of the bed, and said leisurely: "Needless to say, I also know that your illness is forgotten after the illness, and you only torture others and get away with yourself." ”

Prayer is silent.

Sang Zi crossed his arms around his chest and glanced at him, "Song Zhiqian didn't go out to play, right?" ”

Xun Qi breathed a sigh of relief and didn't answer her words.

Sang Zi's face turned cold, facing the darkness, his tone was cold and unwavering, "This disease has not been cured." ”

She lowered her head and reached to take the hand of the person next to her, squinting at the lines on the back of his hand.

"In the future, the onset of your illness will gradually become longer, and each time you get sick, it will be like a different person, and you will wake up and you will not remember."

There was no temperature in her hands, and the touch was cold, which reduced the heat of Xunqi's palm a lot.

"Are they two personalities?" She thought about it, but turned her head and asked.

"It's not."

The rough two words rubbed against the injured vocal cords, and when they came out, even Xun Qi was startled.

Sang Zi breathed a sigh of relief and put his hands behind his head, "That's good." ”

"If you're dead......" She suddenly looked up at the ceiling again, thinking about a hypothetical event.

Xunqi's brows furrowed slightly, "Are you happy that I'm dead?" ”

Sang Zi snorted and turned his head to look at him, "This has the flavor of He Yan." ”

Prayer: "......"

He usually has to calm down in the villa for a long time before going out, but today he was suddenly seen by Sang Zi, and he couldn't read the file in time in his mind, and he had a little bit of a small temper left before.

Sang Zi stretched out his hand and poked him, "Are you afraid of death?" ”

"A slept in the past." Xun Qi said lightly.

Sang Zi raised his eyebrows and breathed a sigh of relief, "Yes." ”

"It's just that the dead may not look good." She suddenly changed her words again, leaned over to Xun Qi's ear, "Self-mutilation is beyond recognition, the whole person is very ugly, and the corpse can't recognize who it is." ”

Xun Qi turned his face sideways, and on his cheeks was the warm breath deliberately left by the girl, he paused for a moment and slowly turned over.

Sang Zi didn't expect him to suddenly turn his face, and a spirit retreated, otherwise he would have to kiss it.

"Searching?"

"I'm going to die." Xun Qi's expression was indifferent.

Sang Zi shrugged, "yes, so you'd better tell everything before you die, and don't let me investigate after you're dead." ”

Xun Qi looked at her, his eyes blinking slightly, "If I die now, will you be sad?" ”

"Obediently, don't ask such a stupid and sweet question, this is not in line with your personality." Sang Zi reached out and patted his face.

Xun Qi thought for a moment and nodded, "That's right, I'm my beloved bastard who took your important things, and you should be very sad." ”

Sang Zi: ???

Sure enough, words should not be spoken nonsense.

She pursed her lips, and suddenly felt that He Yan's mode was more cute, "I'm here to set your words." ”

Xun Qi suddenly lifted up and touched her lips lightly.

Mulberry: !!

There was silence inside.

If it weren't for the heartbeat reminder, Sang Zi would have thought that she was dreaming just now.

She was provoked by He Yan, who had a complete soul?

"Baby, after you kiss this, do you have to deny it during the day?"

Pray: "If I can't slow down, I won't be able to survive the day, and I don't have to admit it." ”

Yes, this is a kiss with a mortal heart.

Sang Zi rolled his eyes, "You can rest assured, with me, you can't die today." ”

"It was the worst of my illness, and I took double the medicine to no avail."

Sang Zi reached out and touched his forehead, "The fever hasn't gone away yet?" ”

She was a little panicked, turned around and took the temperature gun, pressed it in Xunqi's ear, and saw that the temperature was a little lower than just now before she was relieved.

"As things stand, you probably won't die."

Xun Qi sighed.

Sang Zi glanced at him, "Regret? ”

Xunqi shook his head, lifted up, and kissed her again.

Sang Zi blinked, a little unable to react, she let out a long "hiss".

"What does that mean?"

"It's kissed, what's the difference between two and one."

Sang Zi: "......"

She couldn't help but laugh and leaned over to press her face to Xunqi's chest, listening to his heartbeat.

"Even if I act disrespectfully to you, I can't let you die."

She lifted up and extinguished the bedside light.

The room was instantly dark.

Xun Qi raised his head slightly, "What are you doing?" ”

Sang Zi ignored him, was silent for a moment, and then turned off the light again.

Xunqi didn't know what she was doing, and when she looked down, she found that she was holding a small pill in her hand.

"Elixir, if you eat it, you can soar." Sang Zi handed the medicine over.

Xun Qi's gaze moved downward, landed on the Buddha bead on her wrist, and without hesitation, he opened his mouth directly.

The small black pill entered his mouth and melted in an instant.