The glass was smashed to the ground. When he stood firm, his eyes fell on the woman on the bed.

Room layout is very simple, beige wallpaper, pale orange bedside lamp, especially quiet, outside the days of smoke and gunfire completely isolated.

The blood from his arm fell to the ground, and Yin Shaolong walked lightly to the bed.

In the eyes, his eyes were stinging.

The woman on the bed is as thin as a tree, as if she will fall when the wind blows. She has an oxygen mask on her sharp chin, her long eyelashes are drooping, and there are drops on the back of her hand.

His nose was so sour that his fingertips could not help shaking.

She gently picked up her hand and held it in her own hand. She couldn't help tightening it. She made Xiang Tianlai frown and opened her eyes gently.

Yin Shaolong stood by her side and looked at her silently with a pair of long and cold eyes staring at her.

Xiang Tianlai blinked his eyelashes and realized that he was not dreaming.

"You scratch me."

After a thorough awakening, Xiang Tianlai lowered his eyes and opened his mouth in a soft voice. His voice was so weak that he could not hear it.

Yin Shaolong's hand gently released a few minutes, but still did not let her go, a deep voice: "I take you."

Xiang Tianlai had no reaction and didn't even want to get rid of his hand: "you go, I won't go with you."

"I know you blame me. Leave here first." Yin Shaolong's tone softened a little, but with persistence.

Xiang Tianlai raised his hand and took off the oxygen mask on his face. He broke away from his hand and said softly, "Yin Shaolong, you go. I don't want to see you."

Looking at the empty palm, Yin Shaolong's eyes fell on her face.

She looked very tired and tired, except for staring at him for a while at first, she never saw him again.

Yin Shaolong's heart is inexplicably blocked, but stubborn once again said: "Alai, don't make trouble."

Xiang Tianlai sneered and looked up at him. His eyes were very light: "I'm not going with you. I won't go with you. The last person I want to see in my life is you."

Yin Shaolong used to hook his lips and smile, but his smile was a little cold and lonely: "you know I don't like you to refuse me. You'd better be obedient when I'm still patient."

Xiang Tianlai leaned against the head of the bed, did not move, did not speak.

Yin Shaolong's eyes sank a little, and two steps forward, he planned to hold her up directly, but then he held her in his arms. Xiang Tianlai slapped his hand and mercilessly waved it to Yin Shaolong's face.

"Get out of here

Yin Shaolong looks at her in a daze.

After a long time, his tone was as soft as ever, and he said in a soft voice: "if you want to go home, I'll let you do it now."

"You can't understand people's words, Yin Shaolong? I said I didn't want to see you! I won't go with you either

"You have to go."

"Oh, yes? I don't love you anymore. I'm in love with someone else. " Xiang Tianlai raised his lips and looked at the man in front of him and laughed.

The smile on Yin Shaolong's cheek finally solidified, staring at her, as if he wanted to recognize the truth and falsehood in her words.

Xiang Tianlai looked at him fearlessly, pulled out the drops on his hand, and said in a husky voice, but in a low voice, he said: "I don't want to see you, and I don't want to have anything to do with you in this life, so Yin Shaolong, disappear from my eyes."

The bloodstain on his arm was still dropping on her white sheet, as if laughing at his embarrassment at the moment.