Looking at Yun Dai's two miserable wrists, many things flashed through his mind.

In a flash of light, he suddenly understood.

Why is that medicine different from the other, light pink, so sweet.

It turned out to be the color of the dissolved blood.

It was the sweet smell of blood.

Over the past month, she has taken the initiative to see him less and less.

His health is getting better and better, but she is getting worse and worse.

She always said she was afraid of the cold.

He thought it was her little girl who was born weak and squeamish.

She was always lazy and wanted to rest.

She's getting thinner.

It turned out that he had been drinking her blood.

For a whole month.

The bowl of pink medicine he drank every day at noon was blood taken from her wrist.

Every wound on her wrist was a bowl of blood.

Zhao Yuanjing held her hand, lowered her head slightly, and remained motionless, as if she had become a statue.

Yun Dai whispered, "I didn't mean to hide it from you. ”

Zhao Yuanjing didn't react.

Tick.

A drop of water landed in Yun Dai's palm.

Boiling hot.

Yun Dai was stunned, reached out to hold his face, and made him look up.

He wept.

"Zhao Yuanjing, I'm fine. What are you crying about? Yun Dai smiled, "A manly man, bleeding and sweating without tears." ”

Zhao Yuanjing held her hand, rubbed her palm, and tears flowed out uncontrollably.

Yun Dai had never seen him like this.

Tears made his eyes shiny, and the good-looking Danfeng's eyes were dyed crimson.

He is so good-looking, but his eyes are so guilty, heartache and sadness.

"Zhao Yuanjing, you, don't cry." Yun Dai pulled out a handkerchief and wiped his tears.

A big man, crying like this in front of her, Yun Dai was at a loss.

How cold he is on weekdays.

Although he cried, he was still handsome, and he didn't even cry, just shed tears silently.

He held her two hands, sad and heartbroken.

If you don't shed tears, you don't know how to vent it.

Yun Dai had no choice but to comfort him.

"Zhao Yuanjing, you are a man, crying in front of your own woman, very shameless. Yan'er has never cried like you. ”

"Zhao Yuanjing, don't cry. I don't have a handkerchief to wipe your tears. ”

"Zhao Yuanjing, my sleeves are soaked."

"Zhao Yuanjing ......," she sighed, "If you don't cry, I'll kiss you." ”

Zhao Yuanjing raised his crimson eyes to look at her.

Finally there was a reaction.

Yun Dai was funny, seeing him crying like this, there were shallow gentle ripples in his heart.

Zhao Yuanjing sniffed and wiped his eyes with the sleeves of his delicate and gorgeous dragon robe.

But he still held her hand and didn't let go.

Yun Dai leaned over and touched his slightly cool lips lightly.

She has always rarely taken the initiative to get close to him, if she changed to before, Zhao Yuanjing would definitely catch her for some intimacy.

But this time, he still held her hand, stunned, and didn't react to her kiss.

When the people didn't react, Yun Dai retreated.

As soon as she left, another tear slipped from the corner of his eye.

Yun Dai: "......"

Zhao Yuanjing said in a dumb voice: "It fell by itself, and it has nothing to do with me." ”

Yun Dai couldn't help laughing, pulled out her hand, held his face, and kissed him on the lips.

Zhao Yuanjing was a little stunned by her enthusiastic attack.

Yun Dai avoided her wrist, put her arms around his neck, and said with a low smile: "Zhao Yuanjing, I just discovered that you also have a very cute side." ”