Chapter 1237

He knew he had bled dry. Just now, he was completely relying on a burst of qi to hold on, but now it is confirmed that Ruan Zhuo will be fine for the time being, the accumulated qi has dissipated, and there is not much time left for him.

The warm blood continued to flow down, and Shen Sizhe's face became extremely pale. He knew that his life was passing by little by little, but there was a faint smile on his face.

Over the years, he has been longing to lie quietly with Ruan Zhuo'an for a while, although it may be the last time they spend together, but this feeling is really not bad.

Shen Sizhe turned his head and looked at Ruan Zhuo who was still in a coma, his heart was filled with a layer of sweetness.

He has never been a good person, with a personality of vengeance, cruelty, and scheming, but only for Ruan Zhuo who is lying next to him, he has given 100% of his thoughts.

He has always been regarded as worthless, only when he looks at Ruan Zhuo, there will be a warm light in his cold eyes.

It's a pity that I may never have such an opportunity in the future...

"Ahem!"

Shen Sizhe suddenly coughed twice, blood oozing from his mouth and nose.

He knew that his internal organs were injured, and every second remaining was a countdown to life.

But he, who has always been selfish, really, really doesn't want to be separated from this guy beside him.

What to do, he is reluctant to leave like this...

He, Shen Sizhe, was never afraid of death, but he was afraid of being separated from Ruan Zhuo in this way, and he was even more afraid that he would slowly dissipate in Ruan Zhuo's memory like a fluorescent light, and eventually return to dust.

Thinking of this, Shen Sizhe's eyes darkened, he tried his best to stretch out his right hand, and tightly grasped Ruan Zhuo's left hand.

He was really unwilling to die like this, so let him be greedy for one last time, hold Ruan Zhuo's hand and go on the road, at least his heart will be warm.

Shen Sizhe held Ruan Zhuo's left hand firmly, making Ruan Zhuo, who had gradually lost his strength, wake up slowly.

Ruan Zhuo opened his heavy eyelids wearily, his drowsy mind gradually became clear, and his pupils became as bright as stars.

Hearing the sound of explosions still coming from a distance, he asked lightly, "Is this the village that was bombed?"

"Yes." Shen Sizhe was very happy that Ruan Zhuo had woken up, but he had no strength left, and only managed to squeeze out these two words in his throat.

Ruan Zhuo, do you know that I still have a lot to say to you? However, these words may never have the opportunity to say again...

Hearing Shen Sizhe's voice, Ruan Zhuo remembered that he was carried by Shen Sizhe from the deck and jumped into the sea.

If not, the current him might have been beaten into a hornet's nest by the angry Jack.

However, although Shen Sizhe saved him, as long as he thought of what Shen Sizhe had done to him, he wished to strangle him half to death!

Anger swept through Ruan Zhuo's body, causing him to shake off Shen Sizhe's grasping hand, and then suddenly sat up from the driftwood, "Damn it! Why are you still here?!"

Shen Sizhe felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, but he should be happy to see Ruan Zhuo alive again before he died, shouldn't he?

"Cough, cough, I'm going to... die... dead." Shen Sizhe coughed violently, the blood splashed out wet his handsome facial features, and he said with a frown, "It's all right now." , you...you don't have to think about how...how to kill me..."

Ruan Zhuo was still immersed in the anger of being held by Shen Sizhe just now, now seeing Shen Sizhe's appearance, even a fool knows that Shen Sizhe's time is numbered.

He immediately took a closer look at Shen Sizhe, cursed in a low voice, "Damn, why did you become such a bird!"

Ruan Zhuo flipped Shen Sizhe roughly, only to find that there were six or seven gunshot wounds visible to the naked eye on Shen Sizhe's back.

Those six or seven bullet holes were bubbling blood, and the place where Shen Sizhe was lying was already stained red with blood!

"Damn it, how many bullets did you get shot!" Ruan Zhuo asked angrily, and his heart suddenly became irritable.

This damn guy should die in his hands instead of being killed by others!

"Ahem, probably... about... seven or eight..." Shen Sizhe didn't understand why Ruan Zhuo suddenly became irritable, "Isn't this good? I'm dead... you throw me into the sea Yu, it’s easy to relieve... the hatred in your heart!"

"Shut up!" Ruan Zhuo glared at Shen Sizhe viciously, "You haven't been strangled to death by me, so why are you dying so soon!"

As he said that, Ruan Zhuo leaned down and paddled the water quickly with his hands, trying to make the piece of broken wood under him carry them to a place where they could land.

It's just that they are floating on the sea at the moment, and under the hazy moonlight, the surroundings are pitch black, and there are no islands in sight at all.

"Ahem...Zhuo...don't...don't bother...let me...let me take a good look...look at you..." Shen Sizhe's voice sounded weakly, and it became weaker and weaker.

He felt a burst of blackness in front of his eyes, and even Ruan Zhuo's appearance became blurred.

Soon? Shen Sizhe smiled bitterly in his heart, he could even smell the breath of death, and he was afraid that the scythe of harvesting life would swing to his neck in a short time.

"Shut up the fuck!" Ruan Zhuo turned his head violently, and yelled fiercely at Shen Sizhe, whose face was covered in blood.

There were bright red bloodstains all over his body, dripping into the sea water along the grain of the wooden plank, as if his life was passing away quietly.

Ruan Zhuo's eyes suddenly became blurred, looking at Shen Sizhe who was dying on the wooden plank, the past scenes of their getting along with each other in these years flashed before Ruan Zhuo's eyes.

Shen Sizhe who carried him out of the pile of dead people, Shen Sizhe who always took care of everything for him, Shen Sizhe who pushed Lulu Ann downstairs, Shen Sizhe who stood behind the mirror and peeked at him, and, with Shen Sizhe, who was pestering him endlessly...

The good and bad events of the past flashed before Ruan Zhuo's eyes like a movie, making his eyes moist.

He really wanted to strangle that thief—he, Shen Sizhe who had a physical relationship with him; but, it was not Shen Sizhe who was covered in blood and could die at any time!

"Damn you, shut up for me! If you dare to say one more word, I will push you into the sea right now!"

Ruan Zhuo's sharp reprimand did not scare Shen Sizhe, but made him laugh in a low voice.

"Cough, cough...hehe..." Shen Sizhe coughed twice again with difficulty, and then laughed softly, "Are you afraid? Afraid of me...afraid that I will die... are you?"

In this world, no one knows Ruan Zhuo better than Shen Sizhe, and no one is keenly aware of Ruan Zhuo's emotional changes.