I pressed Ouyang Ze's chest tightly with both hands, and I could even feel the heartbeat in his chest gradually weakening, and it was getting weaker and weaker. I couldn't help but panic, and suddenly I couldn't hold back the tears anymore.

I don't know if it's for myself Ouyang Ze or for myself, in short, my heart is unusually sour. Isn't there anyone who has a relationship with him who has to die in front of him like this?!

I slowly closed my eyes, even a little desperate. Tears kept rolling down my cold face. It's just that tears are the most powerless, and there is no way to face life and death.

Suddenly, I felt a pair of hands slowly put on my shoulders, and then gently dragged them down, and my arms went limp.

I was caught off guard and crawled on Ouyang Ze's chest and opened my eyes, only to see a somewhat blurry face smiling at me. I was stunned and hurriedly reached out to wipe my tears.

Ouyang Ze coughed a few times, his hands around me and he was smiling at me, I looked at him and was a little stunned. I even felt that I might be hallucinating, and I couldn't help but reach out and touch his face.

"An An, I knew you didn't hate me."

Ouyang Ze's face twitched slightly, and he said with a forced smile.

My hand instantly stopped in the air and hung down, and I asked weakly, "Are you okay?" ”

"An An, as long as you're okay."

As he spoke, I couldn't help but gasp when I saw that I was wrapped in the crook of my arm. The chest that had just been gnawed by Guang Shaoqing was a blur of flesh and blood, and the dress that Ouyang Ze had covered himself didn't know where it had fallen for a long time.

At this time, the chest was bloody and sticking to Ouyang Ze's chest, as if it had been pierced into the flesh by ten thousand steel needles. I suddenly felt that my eyes were a little dark, and my body fell limply.

Fortunately, Ouyang Ze supported me in time, but it was a little difficult for him to get up at this time. Although it was better than I expected, it was just a small life.

My head was lying limply on his shoulder, and I didn't even have the strength to look up except for gasping for air. His heavy breathing was in my ears, warm and tingling.

"Ouyang Ze, let me go."

I said weakly, I even wondered if I had made a sound, Ouyang Ze had heard it. He just hugged me and sighed softly, my eyelids getting heavier and heavier.

"An An ....."

Ouyang Ze's voice sounded in my ears again, I reluctantly opened my eyes, only to see him changing one hand to mine, and the other hand was holding my chin, seeing my head raised.

My consciousness was already a little dazed, but I looked into his eyes and couldn't help but bow my head and kiss it. Suddenly, I only felt a warm current rolling down from my throat into my body, and I suddenly felt a lot more energetic.

Despite this, I just felt that my eyelids were still heavy and couldn't lift them, knowing that it was Ouyang Ze who was kissing, but I couldn't extricate myself as if I was infatuated with this feeling.

"Joan Ann!"

A loud shout suddenly sounded behind me, and I couldn't help but be stunned, this voice was all too familiar. I slowly raised my head, but hung down weakly.

It wasn't until I felt someone pick me up that I opened my eyes again. I saw Ouyang Ze, who was lying on the ground with scarlet eyes and scarlet eyes, said viciously: "If it weren't for the sake of you saving An An with your own strength, you would have been scattered by now." ”

He said and hugged me and walked out, and I looked back at Ouyang Ze lying on the ground. At this time, his face was already as earthy, but he still forced a smile to look at me.

As soon as I went out, I heard Xiao Yangyang's heart-rending cry behind me, "Brother, what's wrong with you?" Brother ....."

Xiao Yangyang's cry kept lingering in my mind, and I looked at Ming Yichen, who was holding me, and swallowed the words back. God knows if I have one more word at this time, will he go back directly to what Ouyang Ze will do.

I heard Ming Yichen's words clearly just now, it turned out that Ouyang Ze was trying to save me and became even weaker than when he first woke up.

I just wondered why he didn't look good when he just woke up, and why he was weaker the more he went on. Now that I think about what he said, I suddenly feel that I have dragged too many people down.

If it weren't for himself, Ouyang Ze wouldn't have become like this, and I don't know what happened to him now. Leaving him seriously injured to Xiao Yangyang has little effect, but although I am worried, I can't do anything.

was carried back to the bedroom by Ming Yichen, although his spirit was barely much better, but the injuries on his body were really painful. The mind was in a daze, memories of today's events.

Qiao An'an and Blue Moon Mengji were intertwined, and I felt like my whole head was about to explode. Shen Yichen's eyes became more and more blurry, and I felt him constantly dangling in front of me.

I wanted him to go out and be quiet for a while, but I felt that my throat was dry and I couldn't say anything. In a daze, I only felt that someone was lying beside me, hugging me.

I gradually fell asleep, and I don't know why all the chaotic images in my mind disappeared all at once. My mind went blank in an instant, as if I was in a void.

The soul is as if it has been washed away, and the whole person feels extremely refreshing and comfortable. Just as I was immersed in this pleasure and couldn't help myself, I suddenly heard a familiar voice constantly holding my name.

"An An! Jo Ann-"

His voice was soft, as if it was coming with the wind. But I still couldn't help but shudder, and I quickly had the face of the owner of this voice in my mind.

He had a bright sword in his chest, and blood kept lingering. It dripped on the tips of his toes, and then left a neat row of bloody footprints behind him.

His gaze was a little dazed, but he kept staring at himself, and I couldn't help but shudder. Instinctively, he took a few steps back, but he kept approaching him with a blank face.

In the panic, I wanted to turn around and run away, but I found that there were his figures in all directions, and they surrounded themselves in the middle one by one.

The sound was still very soft, as if it were nothing, but it kept coming to my ears. I tried to close my eyes in horror, but even when I did, I could still see them getting closer.

"Senior brother, you have to come here! I beg you not to come any closer! Guang Shaoqing! ——”

I crouched on the ground, buried my head in my knees, held my head in my hands, and covered my ears and shouted hysterically. Suddenly, a pair of hands pressed my shoulders tightly, and my whole body trembled and struggled.

But he didn't dare to look up, and at this time his head was filled with too many things at once. The previous memories continued to pour into his head, and Ming Yichen was hospitalized and turned into a vegetative person who was saved by Guang Shaoqing.

He had died once in front of himself, and this time he had died in front of him. I don't have the courage to face him anymore, and even if he treats me the way he treats me today, I can't resent him.

In the final analysis, he owes him too much, and if it weren't for his own, I'm afraid he wouldn't end up like this. I hugged myself and wept, and the hand on my shoulder pressed hard again.

"An An, it's me! Don't be afraid, I'm here. ”

Ming Yichen's voice rang in my ears, and I looked up in surprise to see him looking at me.

"Is it a nightmare? How are you feeling? ”

As he spoke, he lifted me up from the bed, and I turned my head to look at the familiar bedroom and sighed.

It turned out to be just a dream, and I couldn't help but reach out and wipe the cold sweat from my forehead. I sat dumbly against the head of the bed, my heart was messy, and I felt like I was blocked by something.

"I remember."

I said slowly, staring at my hand.

"Oh? What do you remember? ”

Ming Yichen sat beside him, stretched out his hand on my shoulder and asked a little lazily.

"We got married and had a son, I remembered it."

I whispered, and even I felt that what I had just said was cold and without much emotion in it. But I don't know why, although the memories keep flashing in my mind one by one.

Although there are also unsatisfactory memories of Ming Yichen, in general, he is still very fond of himself.

But I don't know why, I always feel dry and no emotional fluctuations since I think about it. Even these things couldn't withstand Ouyang Ze's kiss just now, and I looked at Ming Yichen beside me with some confusion.

I even feel that these memories have nothing to do with me, just like the past of a person who looks like me. It's really hard to experience that kind of empathy, and I can't help but feel a little dazed.

"Really? Let me see! ”

Ming Yichen seemed to hold my hand with some excitement, turned over and crawled in front of him, stared at my eyes, and held my hand tightly.

"Close your eyes."

His words seemed to have a magical power, and although I resisted a little, I couldn't help but close my eyes. It's just that after a long time, there was no reaction, and it seemed that the air froze at that moment.

I slowly opened my eyes, but I saw that Ming Yichen was holding my hands and closing my eyes, and his brows were slightly furrowed. He obviously looked very happy when he heard his memory just now, but now he looked preoccupied.

"What's wrong with you?"

I asked softly, slowly withdrawing my hand. Although I remembered these memories, my feelings for him became more complicated. My mind was in a mess, and I just wanted to find a place to calm down and think well.

But I know that I can't do this now, and the aftermath of Guang Shaoqing's death still needs to be dealt with. He's an orphan, so it's relatively easy to deal with.

And Ying Yichen is also willing to deal with it, but Ouyang Ze is indeed in some trouble. I don't know what happened to him now, although I was worried, I didn't dare to mention it in front of Shen Yichen.

I don't know if Xiao Yangyang can handle it well, in case something happens to Ouyang Ze, I really can't face Xiao Yangyang.