The moon slowly leans out of the window, and he enters quietly, barefoot, to her bedside.

The man on the bed hugged him tightly, but he didn't even have a quilt. His eyes were closed tightly, but his white lips were murmuring in pain.

He put the medicine box aside, sat down beside the bed, pulled up the quilt to cover her, and slowly leaned down to approach her, only to hear her confused and intermittent sound of mosquitoes and flies, "I want to go home..."

"You can go home."

He whispered in her ear. She didn't hear him. She just said something over and over again, intermittently.

"I'll have the soup... Made by my father."

"Eat... Koi... New Year cake made by... Grandma."

"I want to play chess with... Grandfather."

"I can't, I can't die."

In her heart, the most important thing has always been her family.

She said it over and over again, as if she could survive on it. She closed her eyes and trembled, unable to see whether she was awake or sleepy.

"Well, don't die. If you want to live, you have to live."

A pair of powerful arms suddenly held her carefully. She leaned against his arms and cried out, "pain..."

"Darling, it won't hurt soon."

He stroked her forehead so hot that it could burn through the palm of his hand. His fingers trembled and he took out a piece of medicine and put it on her lips. She licked it in and out again. Her brow was frowning tightly. His attitude was very obvious, but she refused to eat it.

The blood in her mouth could be seen clearly in the moonlight.

He put her down, covered her up and left.

He burned a pot of water, poured a little bit, then took out a medicine again and put it in the water to shake until all the medicine dissolved in the water. He raised his head and put all the water in the cup into his mouth. It was bitter and astringent.

The man bent over by the bed.

He gently pinched her cheek, forced her to open her lips, he bowed his head to cover up, thin lips close to her, slowly into the liquid medicine.

She twisted her body in resistance and frowned with pain.

He stuck to her lips until the medicine was finished. He still stuck to her. The smell of blood in her mouth filled all his senses.

For a long time, he slowly left her lips and reached out to take off her clothes.

Some places can only be cut with a knife. The skin and flesh mixed with blood have been stuck on the clothes without any treatment.

The herdsman's doctor is just cursory treatment.

She gradually calmed down with the medicine.

He sat at the bedside, all wounds on her body to deal with, suddenly, her eyelashes tremble, as if at any time will wake up.

He looked down at her, only to hear her groan and groan, as if in pain, as if to say something.

He put his hands on her sides and leaned down again, attaching his ears to her lips.

"In the cold year..."

In the dark, his eyelashes quivered twice.

"I... Don't love... You, no more, no more."

He fell on her body, listening to her intermittent voice, almost forgot to breathe, the outline of the arc suddenly lost all the edges and corners.

of course.

Should be.

I don't know how long it took for him to sit up again and deal with the wound for her again. By moonlight, he examined every part carefully.

……

Lin Yi thought that she would die, even if she told her that she would survive thousands of times.

When she woke up, it was bright outside. She had bandaged gauze on her arm. The pain was not obvious. She should have taken analgesic drugs. She could even see all the furnishings of the room clearly.

She's alive.

The fever has gone.

She couldn't help thinking that the doctor's skill of the herdsmen was good. As long as she could survive, she could go home.

All of a sudden, the sound of footsteps came, and her heart tightened, and she turned her eyes and looked away with difficulty.

"Miss Lin."

Jiang Qixing stood at the door, his face was not very good-looking. Now he was very green, as if he had not slept all night.

Lin Yi lay on the bed and looked at him with some doubts, "how could it be you?"

Her voice was pitifully small.

"I'll see what I can do for you." Jiang Qixing stood there and said, with no ups and downs in his tone. Suddenly he thought of the meaning of her words, his eyes darkened, and explained, "brother Han didn't ask me to come."Hearing this, Lin Yi wanted to laugh, but he didn't even have the strength to laugh. He just whispered, "I know."

Is it hard for her to expect to come to see her at the winter festival?

She lay on the ground and was beaten black and blue. At that time, he was with the herdsmen and separated from her two worlds.

Jiang Qixing looked at her lying on the bed motionless. Her face was bloodless. She was thinner than she had been in s city. She dropped her eyes and said, "Miss Lin, do you have anything to eat? I'll just do something simple. "

"Go back." Her voice was as small as if she had just opened her lips.

“……”

Jiang Qixing stood there in silence.

"You don't fit in here."

He is the person of Ying Hannian. Ying Hannian is tired of her and knows that he will not let him go.

Even if put, in case be mu Xianfeng there know, think she and should cold year what, she is not to become a chess piece.

"Brother Han found out."

Jiang Qixing said, his voice was stiff and his fist clenched.

"What?"

Lin Yi didn't understand.

"Brother Han already knew what I did in s city." When Jiang Qixing said this, his voice trembled for a second, trying to hide his excitement.

S Things about the city

It's about cheating Ying Hannian on her pregnancy and abortion?

"You sit down and say

She said.

Jiang Qixing sat down on the chair beside him and said the whole thing slowly.

It turned out that one thing happened on the night when she was driven out of the herding house.

Jiang Qixing found that since he Yao was released, he would often report to Ying Hannian secretly. He didn't know what they were talking about.

He is in a bad mood.

What brother Han is planning, he is more and more unclear.

Forget from when, brother Han is not as good as he used to be. Is he not good enough?

But when he was a child, brother Han thought he was stupid, and he thought he was stupid. Brother Han still taught him all kinds of skills, from fighting to business war.

This evening, he walked into Ying Hannian's study. He didn't see anyone. He didn't know where he was. The desk in the study was a bit messy. He went forward to clean it up a little.

As soon as he went in, Jiang Qixing saw that the door of the safe was open, and it was obvious that he had not closed the door.

He frowned and went forward to close the door. Looking down, he saw that there were piles of papers he had never seen.

Brother Han has not told him many things recently.

Jiang Qixing stood there, silent for two minutes, still could not help squatting down, picked up the top of a document to open.

At this, he was completely shocked.

Inside is a survey. It's all about the fact that he bought the doctor and forged the information about Lin Yi's pregnancy and abortion, and that Lin Keke was involved in it, all of which were found out.