Yin Shaolong stared at her for a while, but could not see any anger. He said again, "you can think of it as something I owe you. Even if you hate me, you don't have to joke about your own life and death."

Xiang Tianlai's eyes fell on the clock on the wall and said faintly: "Tang Zifeng is lying in ambush outside. He promised me five minutes to reminisce with you. Now there are three minutes left."

Yin Shaolong was stunned and looked at the closed door and another bedroom. His face was dignified, but his eyes were more happy: "so you are worried about me."

"You think too much. I just don't want you to die because of me."

"I don't care, we..."

"I care, Yin Shaolong. I don't want to have anything to do with you, including not wanting you to die because of me."

Before he finished, Xiang Tianlai raised his eyes and looked at him. His eyes were calm, because of the light.

"Death Don't you want to have anything to do with me? " Yin Shaolong asked softly, the second hand of the clock was still clattering.

"Yes."

Xiang Tianlai was fearless and looked directly at the man in front of him. It seemed that his deep love had become a thing of the past, and it was clean and tidy.

Yin Shaolong's throat is a little tight. He wants to find a trace of something strange in her face.

Only to his disappointment, she has been very calm, calm let him some cold heart.

"I'll do what you want, but now you have to follow me." Yin Shaolong regained his mind and ignored the discomfort in his heart. He lifted Xiang Tianlai's quilt and pulled her to go out.

Xiang Tianlai was caught off guard and even had no time to prepare. As soon as his legs landed, he fell directly on the ground, and his legs seemed to be insufficient to support him.

Yin Shaolong stopped and held her up slowly.

After Xiang Tianlai got up slowly, even if he didn't want to, the weight of his whole body was still inevitably pressed on Yin Shaolong.

Xiang Tianlai frowned, pushed him away and sat directly back on the bed. He said again, "Yin Shaolong, you've been here, and you've paid off what you owe me, so go."

Yin Shaolong did not speak, and his eyes fell on her legs all the time.

Slowly squat in front of her, and then raised her too wide pants legs.

Xiang Tianlai frowned slightly and looked up at the time on the wall.

At first, the two legs, which had been thin and tight, were soft and weak, and there were still two stitched knife edges on them, which even seemed to shrink.

Yin Shaolong gazed at her leg for a long time, but his eyes were astringent. He gently stretched out his finger to cover the wound on it. He was very careful.

Xiang Tianlai stretched out his hand and took off the trouser legs from his hands. He rearranged the trousers to cover the wound on them. He said in a soft voice, "I can't walk, I can't stand, and you can't walk out with me."

Yin Shaolong's eyes were a little red, covered with a layer of water mist, some dense.

"I'll carry you." Yin Shaolong said obstinately.

Xiang Tianlai looked up at him with a slight smile and said, "why do you come?"

Yin Shaolong's throat seems to be blocked. Does he really make her despair?

Yes, if it wasn't for him, how could she have become so thin, sick and pale.

"There's no time. Go first." Yin Shaolong looked up at the wall and held her arm to carry her on his body.