Ruan Xia felt that her body was getting colder and colder, and it was becoming more and more difficult to breathe.

She hugged her body desperately, the suffocating sensation overwhelmed her, her eyelids became heavier and heavier, and finally she lost consciousness.

……

In the restaurant, Gu Shiyan glanced at the time, twenty minutes had passed, and Ruan Xia had not returned.

A look of concern appeared on his face and he immediately stood up from his chair, "I'm going to see Echo." ”

Old Man Gu also found out that Ruan Xia had been gone for a while, and he couldn't help but be worried, so he got up and followed him to the wine cellar.

When he arrived at the door of the wine cellar, Gu Shiyan found that the door was closed, and the key was still on the door.

He immediately stepped forward and opened the door.

An emaciated body curled up on the ground.

Gu Shiyan rushed forward, "Echo! ”

Ruan Xia's whole body was cold and piercing, but his forehead was covered with dense cold sweat, and his face was so pale that there was no blood.

He hugged her body and pressed it into his arms, "Don't be afraid, I'll take you to the hospital." ”

Old Man Gu rushed over and found Ruan Xia fainting on the ground, and asked anxiously, "What's wrong with him?" ”

Gu Shiyan clenched his back molars, his face was as dark as a thousand years of ice, "Why is Echo locked up in the wine cellar, this matter must be thoroughly investigated!" ”

The old man's eyes sank, "Okay, you take her to the hospital first." ”

Gu Shiyan almost rushed to the garage.

The car was like a sharp sword in the night, and it sped out.

Hospital.

Ruan Xia had a fever.

She lay on the bed, her mouth constantly muttering muttered that seemed to be in great pain.

Gu Shiyan called her name, but she didn't seem to hear it at all, and she fell into a state of fear and couldn't extricate herself.

Ruan Xia had a long dream, and the dream was full of broken pictures, she wanted to wake up, but she couldn't move.

She dreamed that she was locked up in a damp and dark room with only a cold iron bed, and that a man would open the door at five o'clock every morning to wake her up.

She carried a machine gun heavier than her, rolled and crawled in the mud, stuck a horse on a two-meter-high wooden stake, punched sandbags, and her small fists were full of bloody wounds.

When she didn't do that, the man would whip her her body, or lock her up in the basement for a whole day, unable to eat.

No one spoke to her, and her life seemed to have only these devil trainings.

What is this place?

Why is she training here day in and day out?

And who is that man?

She was desperate to find the answer, and suddenly the scene changed, and she came to a snowy mountain.

The wind on the snowy mountains blew across his cheeks, and the cold wind seemed to tear his skin apart.

She met a boy her age.

On every mission, when she was teetering on the edge of life and death, he would pull her back from the hands of death.

She tried to see his face clearly, but all she could see was a blurry outline.

The boy took her by the hand and climbed to the top of the snow.

He pointed to a white Gesang flower on the cliff, "Do you like it?" ”

She nodded, it was the first time she had been asked if she liked something.

The young man smiled, "Wait." ”

After saying that, he climbed the cliff with his bare hands, and approached the Duo Gesang flower little by little, and his feet slipped several times, so frightened that her heart almost stopped.

For the first time, she had a worried mood.