"Ben, is it worth it for you to fall asleep like this?" The pleasant voice was no longer pleasant, but like a talisman, releasing all the guilt in his heart.

Yan Zijiao leaned closer to see her, took her hand regardless of it, and said urgently: "I know you can feel everything, so can you see my heart?" ”

"I can see whatever you want to see me, Ben, what's the use of you lying to me like this? We're not going to be together. He is the only person I love, even if he has a wife and children, so what? I love him and it has nothing to do with him, I won't bother with his life! ”

Thinking that he would meet his wife, the finch changed his words again.

Yan Zijiao looked at him coldly, and the coldness and fierceness revealed in her bones made her feel very uncomfortable. wanted to withdraw his hand, but he was caught by him, and the finch did not withdraw after several draws.

"If you kill him, it will only make me hate you even more!"

"Hate? That's fine, at least you'll remember me for the rest of your life, won't you? Yan Zijiao was not angry because of this sentence, but said very happily.

With a look of disdain, Que'er withdrew her hand suddenly, but did not continue to wipe it with a tissue, turned around and said coldly: "Thank you for the reminder, I will definitely ignore you in the future." Also, you're running out of time, and you can say anything in one go. Otherwise, maybe we've found you, and you haven't woken up yet. ”

As he spoke, Yan Zijiao had not yet spoken, and his expression had begun to struggle violently, and his whole body became very stiff.

The finch wanted to go over and help, but she didn't know where to start, so she had to stay where she was and pray silently in her heart. The delicate little face was full of worry, and at the same time looked not far away vigilantly, worried that someone would come.

The plane was still high in the air, the strangeness in the cabin had not spread, and the daunting coercion was overwhelming. In the cabin, it seems, only the captain and the pilot were unaffected, quietly looking ahead and working silently.

The expression on Yan Zijiao's face kept changing, one moment cold, another ruthless, and the finch could see clearly at this moment, it was two people struggling.

"Brother!"

Thinking about the pain he was enduring, Finch finally couldn't help but cry out with tears in her eyes, wondering if it was his voice that played a role, or if God had heard her prayers. As soon as her voice fell, the cold expression evoked a sneer, and then the whole person fell into a coma.

"Brother!" The finch rushed over with a cry of surprise, and the whole person knelt on the ground and didn't mind at all.

"Brother, what's wrong with you? Wake up, wake up! Tears fell from the finch and reached out to caress his cheek, and her heart ached.

Suddenly, the expression on her face changed, and she quickly stepped back, looking at the man who had passed out with a wary expression, as if he was some kind of flood beast. At the same time, clusters of cyan flames had already appeared on his fingers, jumping strangely.

"Ben, you're enough!" The finch scolded.

As soon as the words fell, the sleepy Yan Zijiao suddenly opened his eyes, with a playful chuckle on the corner of his mouth, looked at her with burning eyes, and said, "I didn't expect you to care about him so much, I really want to live here for the rest of my life." ”

"Don't think about it, don't think about it for the rest of your life! Get out! Get out! ”