The man slept soundly, his blood-stained shirt had been replaced, and his shoulders were wrapped with layers of straps under the quilt.

Qin Nianxuan cautiously stretched out her hand and held the man's hand, a little cold, and the warmth passed from the woman's palm to the man's hand?

"Jue Xichen, thank you." Thank you for that shot for me.

Qin Nianxuan is very confused, shouldn't she hate men?

This man has taken away everything from her, her son, her freedom, her future, she should hate men.

However, when the man blocked that shot for her, when she was on the line of life and death, any hatred and resentment seemed to disappear at that moment.

There is only one thought in my heart, to live!

"Jue Xichen, I suddenly don't hate you so much." Qin Nianxuan smiled self-deprecatingly, "In the face of life and death, it seems that there is no point in hating you. ”

"What about you? Why are you blocking my gun? ”

"You...... Don't you hate me? But why do you hate me? Shouldn't I be the one who should be resentful? ”

"Obviously I didn't do anything wrong, but I was inexplicably resented by you, why? Why are you doing this to me? ”

Qin Nianxuan sat on the edge of the bed for a long time, until sleepiness hit, so she fell asleep on the edge of the bed.

Late at night, Qin Nianxuan felt as if she was off the ground, and her slightly cold body was suddenly embraced by a warm embrace, she wanted to open her eyes, but the heavy eyelids made her fall asleep deeply.

A good night's sleep.

The next day, the drizzle had stopped in the middle of the night, and the dew on the green leaves that had been washed by the rain rolled and reflected the halo of sunlight.

When Qin Nianxuan woke up, the room was already bright, and when he opened his hazy eyes, Qin Nianxuan found that he was lying on a soft bed, empty and no one around him.

Her heart fluttered.

What about Jue Xichen?

Where did the others go?

Quickly lifted the quilt and got out of bed, Qin Nianxuan just grabbed the doorknob and was about to open the door, when the door of the room was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

Dressed in home clothes, the maturity of a man is revealed between his eyebrows, although his face is slightly pale, but this does not affect the man's calm and arrogant atmosphere, his deep eyes are like a bottomless abyss, and his body exudes a kind of kingly domineering.

Qin Nianxuan looked at the man with a slightly stunned gaze, "Jue, Jue Xichen." ”

The man's low voice sounded, "Hmm." ”

Qin Nianxuan stared at the man for a long time, and his eyes suddenly moistened.

Jue Xichen frowned, he is not dead, why is this woman crying?

Rubbing the woman's hair indiscriminately, Jue Xichen looked at her with disgust, "It's ugly to death." ”

Qin Nianxuan raised her teary eyes, and her voice was a little aggrieved, "Jue Xichen, you hug me, okay?" ”

Hearing this, Jue Xichen almost wondered if the poison on his body had not been cleared, so he had auditory hallucinations.

This woman actually took the initiative to ask for a hug?

Seeing the man frowning and standing in place, Qin Nianxuan took the initiative to take two steps forward, reached out and hugged the man's waist, his face against the man's chest, feeling the man's strong and powerful heart, and her hanging heart slowly fell.

"There's body temperature, I'm not dreaming."

This woman thinks she's dreaming?

How can you be so stupid?

Hugging the woman's body, Jue Xichen's chin rested on the woman's shoulder, and his voice couldn't help but soften, "You're not dreaming, I'm still alive." ”

Qin Nianxuan closed her eyes, "Hmm." ”

Jiang's mother came up with the soup, walked to the door and saw the two people hugging each other, and turned around in a hurry, trying to pretend not to see it, but almost knocked over the soup bowl in the tray.