Chapter: 1364
Maybe because he was too tired, Leng Qianxue fell asleep lying next to Ye Zhenting.
Before going to bed, she kept holding his hand and placed his palm on her face.
She thought, in this way, his hands won't be cold.
It was late at night, and the room was suffocating quietly. The two people just depended on each other and fell asleep quietly, as if they were still relying on each other as before...
This night, Ye Zhenting had a dream. He had lost his way in an unmanned desert. He didn't know where to go. The surrounding area was all gray and there was no light.
He was hurt all over, as if he was about to split, his sight and hearing seemed to have lost function.
He wanted to leave this place, but his vision was blurred and no sound was heard.
He can only try to move forward, but the front is like an abyss. As soon as he takes a step, his feet are suspended. He can only change one direction, but every time he changes the direction, it will become an abyss...
It seems that no matter where he goes, it is a dead end.
He began to become confused, he was unwilling, but at a loss what to do.
At this moment, suddenly a hand stretched out, he was a little scared at first, afraid that these hands would push him into the abyss like before.
But this time, she didn't push him, she just gently took him by the hand and led him in the right direction.
His heart gradually settled down, and he followed these hands forward, and gradually, he saw the light.
But at this time, a gust of wind blew over and blew that hand away. He wanted to catch her, but he couldn't catch her...
Ye Zhenting woke up from the nightmare, slowly opened his eyes and found that Leng Qianxue was lying beside him, holding his sleeve tightly with one hand, as if he was afraid he was missing.
Ye Zhenting's eyes gradually became gentle, stretched out her hand and gently stroked her cheek, and found that there were tears on her face, she had cried...
Is it sad for him?
Ye Zhenting was thinking wildly, and a cold wind blew by the window. He tried to cover her with a quilt, but because of his weakness, he moved slowly.
At this moment, Leng Qianxue woke up, she shuddered, shouting the name "Ye Zhen Ting", a sudden surprise, and subconsciously grabbed his hand.
However, because of too much force, he hurt his hand.
She turned pale with pain. She looked up and saw Ye Zhenting and found that he was looking at her. She immediately resisted the pain and asked softly, "Are you awake? How do you feel?"
Ye Zhenting didn't speak, but just looked at her, his eyes calm and gentle.
"I called Thunderstorm over."
Leng Qianxue got up to ring the call bell, Ye Zhenting suddenly put her arms around her waist and embraced her...
"Ye Zhenting, what are you doing?" Leng Qianxue struggled subconsciously, "Quickly let go."
"You want me to die under you now, so you just keep moving."
Ye Zhenting's voice was low and hoarse.
"..."
Sure enough, Leng Qianxue didn't dare to move any more, lying on him honestly, but cautiously staying aside with his hands, for fear of crushing him.
"It's been a long time since I hugged you like this."
Ye Zhenting held Leng Qianxue and smelled the fresh and elegant scent in her hair, feeling that everything was so familiar and familiar.
"Don't coax." Leng Qianxue said anxiously, "Let go of me, you are still hurt."
"Don't let go." Ye Zhenting played sideways like a child, "don't let go of death!"
"Ye Zhen Ting..."
Leng Qianxue wanted to scold him, but as soon as she opened her mouth, her voice choked, and a sorrow surged from the bottom of her heart, like the waves churning in her heart, and her eyes were wet in an instant.
"Why did you push me away?" Leng Qianxue asked chokedly, "Do you know that you shed a lot of blood and your clothes are all red, and everyone is terrified."
"How about you? Are you terrified?"
Ye Zhenting kissed her hair obsessively, he liked the feeling of holding her like this, he liked... JrNovels.com
Before going to bed, she kept holding his hand and placed his palm on her face.
She thought, in this way, his hands won't be cold.
It was late at night, and the room was suffocating quietly. The two people just depended on each other and fell asleep quietly, as if they were still relying on each other as before...
This night, Ye Zhenting had a dream. He had lost his way in an unmanned desert. He didn't know where to go. The surrounding area was all gray and there was no light.
He was hurt all over, as if he was about to split, his sight and hearing seemed to have lost function.
He wanted to leave this place, but his vision was blurred and no sound was heard.
He can only try to move forward, but the front is like an abyss. As soon as he takes a step, his feet are suspended. He can only change one direction, but every time he changes the direction, it will become an abyss...
It seems that no matter where he goes, it is a dead end.
He began to become confused, he was unwilling, but at a loss what to do.
At this moment, suddenly a hand stretched out, he was a little scared at first, afraid that these hands would push him into the abyss like before.
But this time, she didn't push him, she just gently took him by the hand and led him in the right direction.
His heart gradually settled down, and he followed these hands forward, and gradually, he saw the light.
But at this time, a gust of wind blew over and blew that hand away. He wanted to catch her, but he couldn't catch her...
Ye Zhenting woke up from the nightmare, slowly opened his eyes and found that Leng Qianxue was lying beside him, holding his sleeve tightly with one hand, as if he was afraid he was missing.
Ye Zhenting's eyes gradually became gentle, stretched out her hand and gently stroked her cheek, and found that there were tears on her face, she had cried...
Is it sad for him?
Ye Zhenting was thinking wildly, and a cold wind blew by the window. He tried to cover her with a quilt, but because of his weakness, he moved slowly.
At this moment, Leng Qianxue woke up, she shuddered, shouting the name "Ye Zhen Ting", a sudden surprise, and subconsciously grabbed his hand.
However, because of too much force, he hurt his hand.
She turned pale with pain. She looked up and saw Ye Zhenting and found that he was looking at her. She immediately resisted the pain and asked softly, "Are you awake? How do you feel?"
Ye Zhenting didn't speak, but just looked at her, his eyes calm and gentle.
"I called Thunderstorm over."
Leng Qianxue got up to ring the call bell, Ye Zhenting suddenly put her arms around her waist and embraced her...
"Ye Zhenting, what are you doing?" Leng Qianxue struggled subconsciously, "Quickly let go."
"You want me to die under you now, so you just keep moving."
Ye Zhenting's voice was low and hoarse.
"..."
Sure enough, Leng Qianxue didn't dare to move any more, lying on him honestly, but cautiously staying aside with his hands, for fear of crushing him.
"It's been a long time since I hugged you like this."
Ye Zhenting held Leng Qianxue and smelled the fresh and elegant scent in her hair, feeling that everything was so familiar and familiar.
"Don't coax." Leng Qianxue said anxiously, "Let go of me, you are still hurt."
"Don't let go." Ye Zhenting played sideways like a child, "don't let go of death!"
"Ye Zhen Ting..."
Leng Qianxue wanted to scold him, but as soon as she opened her mouth, her voice choked, and a sorrow surged from the bottom of her heart, like the waves churning in her heart, and her eyes were wet in an instant.
"Why did you push me away?" Leng Qianxue asked chokedly, "Do you know that you shed a lot of blood and your clothes are all red, and everyone is terrified."
"How about you? Are you terrified?"
Ye Zhenting kissed her hair obsessively, he liked the feeling of holding her like this, he liked... JrNovels.com
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