I don't know how long it took to hold her before he said in a trembling voice: "Sang Tian, I'm sorry, I'm late." ”

His cheek was pressed against her, stained with blood along with her.

Maybe his embrace was too warm, maybe his voice was distressing, or maybe the tears he dripped on her cheeks were terrifyingly hot, and Xu Sangtian's eyelashes trembled and slowly opened his eyes.

She leaned into his arms, not seeing his expression, but feeling how hard he was holding his arms. This embrace is so warm, warm enough to let go of all her defenses, warm enough to make her feel at ease.

Xu Santian blinked, the corners of his mouth slowly opened an arc, clean and relaxed, and a soft voice sounded in the bedroom: "You are here." ”

Her voice was like a rain, slicing across his dry and cracked heart, Xie Jinsong was stunned, raised his body slightly, and then saw a pair of blue clean and flawless eyes, as well as the reassuring, defenseless smile on the corner of her mouth.

There was no moment for him to feel the shaking of the earth like this, all the anger, remorse, and heartache slowly subsided with her smile, and the heart that hurt so much that it didn't seem to be restored in an instant.

The mist in his scarlet eyes did not escape Xu Sangtian's eyes, and she wanted to wipe away her tears for him, but she was still holding a broken wine bottle in her right hand. She tried to let go of her hand, but the pain made her frown furrow.

Xie Jinsong's attention was on her, and when he saw her frowning, his heart suddenly lifted, and his tone was hurried: "What's wrong?" Where does it hurt? ”

Xu Sangtian looked at the broken light in his eyes, and slowly shook his head: "It doesn't hurt, I just miss you too much, okay to give a kiss?" ”

Xie Jinsong immediately lowered his head and kissed Xu Sangtian's lips, and in an instant, a strong smell of blood spread in his mouth, and in less than a moment, his entire mouth was full of rust, but he kissed her tightly and used all his strength......

It wasn't until Xu Sangtian pushed him off slightly that Xie Jinsong let go of her, his obsidian-like eyes filled with broken starlight and heavy distress.

In the time he had kissed her, she had let go of the bottle, and the deep, bony wound in her palm cut by a shard of glass was exposed to the air. She wanted to hold her grip tight to keep him from seeing, but it hurt so much that she didn't have the strength to bear it anymore.

Xu Sangtian's head rubbed lightly on his chest, like a poor kitten: "Brother Xie, take me away." ”

Xu Sangtian's small movements were seen by him, and the slender palm was full of broken wounds at the moment, and he could even see the white hand bones exposed where the wounds were turned up. There was a pause in the throat, and another dull pain hit the heart.

He lowered his head and kissed her forehead, and said in a dumb voice, "Okay, let's go." ”

Xie Jinsong's gaze fell on the broken wine bottle that Xu Sangtian let go: "Sangtian, close your eyes." ”

Xu Sangtian's uninjured hand tightly grasped Xie Jinsong's clothes, listened to his words, slowly closed his eyes, and even buried his head in his arms.

Xie Jinsong gently rubbed Xu Sangtian's hair, leaned over and picked up the broken wine bottle on the ground. Mo Zhentian's chest was still rising and falling slightly, but he fell into a coma and did not die. At a glance, he could see that none of Xu Santian's stabbed wounds on his body were fatal, but if he didn't seek medical attention for an hour, he would die of blood.

His girl was still merciful after all, and didn't really want his life. His hand clenched the broken wine bottle tightly, in his eyes, Mo Zhentian was like a mustard, not worth looking at at at all, and there was no fluctuation in the matter of whether he was dead or not. But that doesn't mean he'll let him live!