Chapter 1271: The Battle of the Emperor and the Tyrant 4
Li Huan interrupted him: "No matter how slowly the brain ages, it will also age." If the heads are all changed, who are you?
"Medicine is developing day by day, and in the future, there may be more advanced means!"
"Okay, you just wait for your immortality, I'll go and rest first."
Li Huan waved his hand, turned around and left, walked to the door, and turned back: "I want to be with Feng Feng!" ”
He smiled proudly: "Don't even think about it." ”
"If we can't be together, then I'll destroy my body."
“……”
"You have to believe that as long as I want to destroy it, I will never be sure of it. And you, I think it's not so perfect if you get a mutilated body......"
"You're threatening me? Do you know that I've never been threatened in my life? ”
"Okay, then we'll see."
Li Huan turned around and went out, at the door, another nurse was waiting there, these people all looked stereotypical, everyone looked similar.
When I opened my eyes in the dark, there was nothing around me, only the sound of my own breathing.
Feng Feng touched around, his heart was anxious, and he shouted: "Li Huan, Li Huan...... Where are you? Li Huan......"
She sat up, but in this dead room, there was no other sound except the echo of her own shouting, Li Huan was gone, he promised that he would see him when he woke up, and he broke his promise again.
After shouting for a while, she sat down dejectedly, and in the dark night, she suspected that she had just had a dream, and she had never seen Li Huan at all.
She hugged her knees and buried her head deep in her knees, as if the whole space was starved of oxygen, and it was very difficult to breathe. She coughed a few times, and a sweet smell came to her throat, and she tried to forcibly hold back, but she couldn't help it, and when she coughed again, she spit out something burning in one gulp.
Although she couldn't see it, she completely understood what she was spitting out, and the corners of her mouth seemed to have a strong fishy smell. His body shook for a while, as if he couldn't sit still, and his hands and head holding his knees were trembling slightly.
In a trance, someone gently helped himself, one hand was stroking his hair, and quietly brushed away the thick long hair that covered his left cheek.
She suddenly raised her head and grasped his hand firmly, the feeling of this hand was so familiar, slender and powerful, and the palm was cold, with a peculiar gentleness.
She shook this hand countless times, and every time he came home in the small villa of Big C, the first thing he touched was this hand and grabbed it tightly one by one, and then he hugged him hard.
It's a familiar feeling that permeates the bones, and you can't go wrong with it.
There was a burst of ecstasy in her heart, and she shouted: "Ye Jia, Ye Jia......"
It's Ye Jia who came to save himself, it's Ye Jia who came.
But, even though the hair covering his cheeks was pulled away, he still couldn't see him one by one, the damn darkness. She shouted, "Turn on the lights, turn on the lights...... Ye Jia, Ye Jia ......"
"Turn on the lights, turn on the lights......"
She shouted so loudly, but, in fact, the sound was so weak that it only rattled her eardrums, but could not be heard in the slightest.
I don't know how long I shouted, but the light "snapped" on. In fact, there was no sound of lights turning on, but her imagination was one by one, because of her exertion, she found that her hand was stretched far away, but it was like grasping a handful of air.