The piercing voice sounded in his ears, and Yin Shaolong's brows furrowed again, which seemed to bore him very much.

Concubine Ye's roar seemed to exhaust all the strength of her body: "I won't let you die, even if you are in pain, you must live!" That's what you owe her! You don't want to be freed like this! ”

Yin Shaolong lowered his eyes, he didn't react at all weakly, and he didn't have any anger around him, if it weren't for the fact that he was still breathing, Concubine Ye almost felt that he was going to die.

The first aid arrived soon, Concubine Ye followed all the way to the ambulance, looking at the man who was constantly being transfused, lowering her eyes and leaning against the body, lowering her eyes and panting.

A few hours later, Concubine Ye and Lu Anan looked at Yin Shaolong, who still hadn't woken up, in the ward.

Fortunately, I found it early, otherwise I am afraid that something would really have happened.

Lu Anan looked at the circle of white yarn wrapped around Yin Shaolong's wrist, and said with some indignation: "It's really not worry-free, if something really happens here, how can we explain it to Alai!" ”

Concubine Ye was silent and didn't speak, she really didn't expect Yin Shaolong to make such a choice, if it weren't for that pot of flowers, maybe they would have to have another funeral in two days.

"But I can't figure it out, how can Yin Shaolong, a big man, choose such a sissy method to commit suicide, if he swallows the gun directly, I can still respect him as a man!" Lu Anan muttered to himself.

"If he does swallow the gun, you may be the one who will cry the most." Concubine Ye turned her head to look at Lu Anan and spoke softly.

"Why am I crying? He's not my man......" Lu An'an said stiffly.

Neither of the two paid attention, and Yin Shaolong, who was on the side, had already opened his eyes and listened to the conversation between the two silently.

It's not that he has to choose such a sissy death, he just wants to feel the feeling of waiting for death like Alai, and wants to remember what she looked like in the last time.

When Concubine Ye turned her head to look at the hospital bed, she unexpectedly found that Yin Shaolong had woken up, staring blankly at the roof with a pair of hooking eyes, and there was no anger around her, like a dry land.

Concubine Ye sighed lightly and stepped forward, helped him up first, and then poured him a glass of water.

"Thank you." Yin Shaolong spoke softly, and he didn't know if he was thanking this glass of water or Concubine Xie Ye for saving his life.

Concubine Ye looked at him for a long time, and said softly: "You shouldn't die." ”

Yin Shaolong gently turned the transparent water cup in his hand and did not speak, the slightly drunk light outside the window refracted the water glass, and a light and shadow fell on his palm, like a dancing butterfly.

Seeing that he was still lacking in interest, Concubine Ye couldn't help but be ruthless, and spoke again: "You are not qualified to die, what you owe Alai should be lived in pain, she has suffered so much and so many grievances, don't think that you can get rid of it as soon as you die." ”

Hearing this, Yin Shaolong's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the action of turning the water cup was also a pause, not knowing what he was thinking.

Seeing that he listened a little, Concubine Ye's tone softened a little, and she spoke again: "You should live, at least there are many places in this world that Alai has never been, there are many worlds that she has not seen, and there are many unfulfilled dreams of her, you can take a look for her, or you can take a walk for her, and then tell her about it." ”