As soon as I said it, I suddenly felt that something was wrong. I should have hated him, but now why does he ask me and I have to answer it? He threw me away. He was merciless. Abandon me, what am I in his heart, why should I be afraid, especially in front of him, am I not related to him anymore
When I thought of this, I didn't continue to speak, but moved my body to the side again, and shifted my sight to another place.
"What are you afraid of?" Seeing that I hadn't finished speaking, he continued to ask.
"Don't worry about me, I don't want to see you, let's go!" I tried my best to show a nonchalant expression, and said to him coldly.
I turned my back to him, unable to observe his expression at this time, maybe he thought it was a bit strange! Whether it was an inexplicable face or an angry face, I kept making all kinds of silly and ridiculous speculations in my heart.
"Why do you say this suddenly?" After a while, he said lightly: "I didn't know who was crying like a tearful person in my arms just now."
My face suddenly turned red like a monkey buttocks, and still stubbornly defended: "It was just now, now is now. Just now, I was fainted to do such shameless things. Now I am sober and I hate you. Up!"
He suddenly laughed, and then leaned close to me: "Why, are you angry?"
"No!"
He put his face in front of my eyes again: "That's how you are angry, you still have a hard mouth!"
"If you say no, it's not!" I yelled at him angrily.
He looked at me steadily, making me feel uncomfortable, then he sat down, leaning on the rock wall, slowly closing his eyes, and smiling bitterly: "At that time there was only one way!"
I didn’t interrupt him, and he continued: "That night, when you returned to the inn with an injury, I kept asking you how you were injured, but you kept silent. I faintly felt that something bad might happen. He paused, and then said: "Then I checked your wound and discovered that you were planted with poison. If it is just a general poison, it is not. What makes me even more scared is this poison. Only two people in the world know." He said here, and the words stopped again, and he didn't continue to speak until a long while later.
"The one who knows this kind of poison is me, and the other is the one who snatched you away later!"
"Then why didn't you tell me?"
"Who told you not to tell me what happened?" He opened his eyes abruptly, and there was a good smile in his eyes, but only for a moment, he immediately changed his words: "Because I'm afraid you will be afraid, so I didn't tell you."
"I won't be afraid!"
He smiled: "Although I know the kind of poison, I don't know how to detoxify it! I thought about it all night, and finally came up with a way that was not a solution."
"Just threw me away?" I said angrily.
A trace of mystery flashed in his eyes: "Because his target is you, if you are caught, maybe you will be saved."
"After all, threw me!" I gave him a fierce look.
"I applied a colorless and odorless poison on the surface of your body. I am confident that this poison will not be discovered by anyone. Anyone who touches your body will be poisoned and die in three days."