He suddenly approached me very roughly, and whispered: "I love you, I love you for catching up, I love for your selfishness, I love your fiery feelings, I love you for your ruthless coldness, if you want to ask me how much I love you, then I can tell you that I love you so much that I almost want to let go with you and go to the ends of the earth." Love to almost now want to do it with you here. ”

That Miantang kissed my forehead, my pale skin gradually regained its bloody color, I turned my head and kissed his face back, no more cold, no longer hesitating, I no longer feel weak and weak, as long as that Miantang is there.

When I hugged Namiantang's shoulders, I felt that he was strong and powerful. Then we started kissing, and I felt my heart beat to my throat, and I felt his heart beat as my fingers wrapped around the hair.

Yes, it was never a dream, I came alive!

I could feel his equally strong need until at last, in this marriage-seeking, ever-stronger ecstasy, there were no more words and thoughts, only a fit beyond the mind, beyond time, beyond the world.

He loved me, and I really didn't know in the past, I would doubt the fact that I knew, the corners of my mouth curved slightly, revealing a lazy and smug smile, and slowly opened my eyes.

"Cat, you sleep a little longer, you can sleep as much as you can, I'll go find a place to make a fire and dry my clothes, these islands won't be far from our place."

"No, I'll go with you." I struggled to get up, the old clothes that often covered me, and I could wear the one on top of me, and I felt the soaked sweater weigh heavily on me.

"No, you're going to stay here." As he spoke, I gasped stupidly and couldn't believe my eyes, his leg was injured, his wound was so white that it was not a trace of blood when it was moistened by the sea.

When Na Miantang found the cabin, it looked dilapidated and could not withstand the wind, but he knew that the wooden houses on these islands had been used for many years, and they all had kitchens in them, such as cooking, which was what we needed.

He kicked open the door of the hut, and I walked after him, often finding a worn-out quilt in a small cupboard: "Cat, take off your clothes and wrap this." ”

He threw the quilt in my arms, "I'll start a fire right away." ”

Only this dry quilt, I grabbed him: "No, don't move, your leg is injured again, I don't allow you to go again, let's wrap it together, and then figure it out together." "When I tore off the quilt and stretched out my arms to him, it fell to the floor.

He looked at me a little uncontrollably and said jokingly, "Cat, are you sure you want to wrap a quilt with me?" I tell you, if this kind of thing is that in times of war, after every battle, the men who survived would pounce on the woman they saw, and only use her body to prove that they were still alive. I wouldn't dare to use you for experiments, even if I had good control, I wouldn't be able to handle it. ”

His provocative words left me dumbfounded and speechless. But I decided to share a bed with him anyway because he couldn't get hurt anymore.

"Go to sleep," his voice was tired, and I thought he had been waiting all night. I longed to put his head on my heart, to caress it, to quench its weariness.

I could almost hear him rubbing his beard against me, and even in the dimly lit room, his dark circles were clearly visible, his black hair was unkempt, a handful of uneven hair was curled on the top of his head, and a lock of hair was draped over his forehead. Na Miantang stood up, yawned, and stretched.

"I can sleep peacefully for a while now, don't run around here, wait until I wake up." He lay down on a wooden bed and fell asleep immediately.

I watched him sleep intently, and I wanted to say to him, I love you for these three words. The two of us were just like that, naked, and he hugged me together in a little quilt

The cold wind whistled through the open doorway, and saw my skin again, I grabbed the cloth from the floor, wrapped it around my body, and I braved the wind to go to the crack door, but I couldn't see anything through the rain, I used all my strength to close the door, and I had little strength left.

I was so tired, I was really tired, I was wrapped in the quilt, shrunk, I was so tired, I had to rest for a while before I woke up, and I fell asleep all at once, and I slept deeply, like I had passed out.

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I was dazed by someone beside me and said, "They have been soaked in the water for too long, their bodies have turned purple, it is a miracle that the young master can survive, his legs have been destroyed." Because his blood had stopped circulating, new and old injuries had severely destroyed his legs. Wrap him up and send him back to Shanghai immediately. ”

"For the sake of safety, the young master will go first, his situation can't wait any longer."

My eyes opened, and the imprint left by my blurred consciousness on my surroundings was that the doctor closed my eyes with the fingers he had practiced in field medicine, "better hurry," he said, "and I was unconscious again."

"Drink this, Miss Cat," it was a man's voice, it was very soft, but it was very majestic, and I opened my lips obediently, "what a brave boy, take another sip, that's fine, open your mouth a little more, and say that you want to drink it for a week, and you must drink this milk with the medicine, come on, brave girl." ”

But this voice seems to be the heart of the ghost brother, it is indeed very similar, almost identical, but it is still different, and tears penetrate deeply from the corners of my closed eyes.

For a moment, I thought I was back in the orphanage, back in the past.

It's the ghost brother who is taking care of me, great, I forced myself to open my eyes, which were foggy, and leaned over to look at a man with a smiling face, his smile was very honest, full of compassion, patience, and also very upright, and I also smiled at him slightly - personal doctor.

We are saved, we are really saved! After this catastrophe, I know that no matter what happens in the future, I will never be afraid again.

"Then the young master has to be right, Cat Jiujiu will wake up."

"Is Miantang there?"

"He's back in Shanghai, don't worry, everything will be fine."

I rolled over from time to time in my sleep, and when I turned the quilt over, the doctor helped me dry and stuff it again. And he continued to comfort me, but there was nothing he could do about the nightmares he had for me.

The dream was incoherent and chaotic, a fragment of my memories and fears, and I dreamed of hunger. It was during those difficult years in the orphanage, and there was no end to extreme hunger.

I dreamed of the dean's mother, who was whipping me with a long whip. I dreamed that we were catching the wounded wolf, and the wolf was about to pounce on me with its fangs and claws, and he wanted to eat my flesh and drink my blood, and I felt terrible pain. I dreamed of that chaser again, just like the one who often raised the gun, yes, the posture of the person holding the gun is very standard, he really knows it in his heart, and he really reaches the situation of the unity of the gun and the man, he is about to shoot, I am afraid to shout 'run' at that Miantang, I panic and shoot at that person. Bump. Flesh splattered.

I dreamed of the men in black again, they were trying to catch me, they were whispering. They all put their blades on my neck and tried to cut off my legs, and the man in black grabbed my wrists tightly and dragged me back, trying to break free from the hands of the man in black, but all this didn't work, and he walked forward with all his might...... I crawled in a pool of blood on the floor of the orphanage, and it sprang out like a spring, and spread out, turning into a red torrent, and setting off a huge wave that actually threw me into the air, and the huge wave turned out to be blood.

I dreamed of the ghost brother again, he was on fire all over, he was screaming that a bullet had pierced his broad chest, and he was on his knees, covered in blood.

I dreamed again that Miantang slowly raised his gun towards the ghost brother and hit it. Blood poured out of the devil's body. I desperately shouted 'that often don't, that often don't'

......

Then it was noisy, and it all changed to a man's voice, and then to silence, and I couldn't hear what they were saying.

I licked my dry lips and opened my eyes, ah, it turned out to be Song Da, who looked worried, "Don't panic. "Don't shoot," I said in a hoarse voice. I shot the killers. ”

"You've been having nightmares," Song Da said, "The nightmares are all over, Cat Jiujiu, and the doctor said you'll recover soon." We're taking you home, back to Shanghai. ”

It was so hilarious that I complained that I could have walked, but Song Da supported me with one hand on my shoulder and pushed my wheelchair with the other, and slowly walked along the coastal road.

But I still collapsed in my wheelchair, my head hurt, like bone spurs, "By the way, where is that Miantang?" Why didn't he take me home? Is he okay? ”

"That Miantang Zhang is very good, he has arrived in Shanghai." Song Da said in a firm tone, "We have arranged the best doctor to treat him, and it will be fine soon, he is a person who does not admit defeat." ”

After saying that, Song Da bent down and said to me that when the storm suddenly came, Wang Ma was taken aback. Coupled with the fact that he saw a group of people rushing towards the beach in the dark, she may have realized that you were in danger. She called in time, and although she couldn't speak, I knew you might be in danger, so we rushed over and found you on the coast later.

"Someone is chasing us, someone is going to kill us—they are coming for me and the one who often comes. I need to get back to take care of him. ”

"Don't be too vocal about it, Na Mian will always deal with it. You just need to take care of your illness now. ”