"Oh, did you just ignore Gao Yuan after he quit the mercenary group? You are really realistic. So the previous heroic words criticizing my actions were just for survival?" Gao Lan said with a smile.
When Gao Lan said this, he could feel the last bit of heat left in his body. If she was in a constant-temperature medical room, maybe she would have been injected with cytoactive agents, and after emergency surgery, her injuries would still have a chance to get better. But in the pouring cold mountain rain, she had no ability to escape from death.
Wang Sheng curled his lips and said: "That's not entirely true, but the feeling of escaping from death is so damn satisfying. Get out of here with anything that is troubling and disturbing." He said in a foul language, his words were rough but not rude.
Gao Lan suddenly said: "Don't worry, no matter whether I am dead or alive, I will not cause you any trouble in the future... If I say this, will you continue to accept Gao Yuan?"
Wang Sheng grinned and said with a bit of revenge: "This is like a man and a woman breaking up. No matter how sweet and inseparable he was in the past, what will be left after the breakup? Most people will think that the better, the better. See The more the other party gets, the worse it gets. It’s such a simple truth!”
Gao Lan smiled dumbly. Her smile brought a touch of life to the pale face that looked like a corpse in an ice coffin, and also caused severe pain in the gap in her abdomen.
Gao Lan was a little surprised. Originally, she should have lost all pain and felt no pain when the needle pricked her arm, but now she felt pain again. Is it a flashback
Wang Sheng finished injecting the cell activator for Gao Lan and started to use hemostatic spray, hemostatic cotton, and bandages to treat the huge gap in Gao Lan's abdomen. However, the huge gap was like a bottomless pit that could never be filled.
On the other side, Gao Lan suddenly coughed violently. She coughed up large mouthfuls of blood, which splashed on her legs wrapped in leather pants and fell into Wang Sheng's field of vision.
Wang Sheng could no longer lie to himself. He couldn't save Gao Lan and there was nothing he could do.
His hands that had taken off his tactical gloves were already stained with Gao Lan's blood, as well as the fluid from his ruptured internal organs. The pungent smell made Wang Sheng frown, and the previous mood of chatting and laughing disappeared.
Wang Sheng raised his head and looked at Gao Lan's facial features for the first time. She has a fair oval face, willow eyebrows and red phoenix eyes, a high nose bridge, and rose-colored lips. Combined with the cool temperament of the snow lotus blooming on the top of the snow peak, she has a very delicate and beautiful iceberg beauty face.
But at this moment, the cold frost on the face of this iceberg beauty has melted, revealing the fragile, sick, and weak true posture underneath. Her pale face, blue lips, and dull eyes are all very close to a corpse. A cold corpse.
Wang Sheng suddenly felt very uncomfortable in his heart. He found that he really didn't want Gao Lan to die like this, and also to die in his own hands. Wang Sheng thought that Gao Lan was Gao Yuan's last relative in this world, and couldn't help but think of his sister Wang Yan.
In this apocalypse, people who only have each other are like flying birds that support each other. If they lose another person, they will never be able to fly again.
Wang Sheng suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled Gao Lan's left hand up from the muddy ground. Through the tactical gloves, he could also feel Gao Lan's slender, boneless fingers. He wrapped Gao Lan's small hand with his huge palm, wanting to give her even a little warmth.
Wang Sheng said: "Gao Lan, do you know that if a pet bird loses its owner, it will be sad."
Gao Lan opened his lips weakly and said softly: "It will be sad for a while at most. The pet bird now has a companion in the wild, and will eventually forget the days in the cage and fly to the sky he longs for."
Wang Sheng said excitedly: "At least once, the owner meant the whole world to the pet bird. He was rebellious, ran away, and hostile, and he would always have this owner in his heart! Gao Lan, if you are still saved, don't give up! If you are because of giving up If I die from the desire to live, I will be very fucking uncomfortable!”
Wang Sheng held Gao Lan's hand tightly. Gao Lan is the enemy of their Black Gun mercenary group. Even if she is Gao Lan's sister, killing her is not considered a wrongful killing. At most, Gao Yuan will feel a little guilty. But why, why, looking at Gao Lan's weak look, he felt pain in his heart.
"When it comes to being the owner of a pet bird, I am one too! I am no better to my sister." Wang Sheng said this through gritted teeth.
Yes, he does too! Wang Sheng finally understood what that subtle pain felt like. He is actually the person least qualified to accuse Gao Lan of his treatment of Gao Yuan. Because his sister was also raised as a rebellious pet bird by him.
A faint light appeared in Gao Lan's eyes again, like the light of a distant star in the starry sky, which might disappear at any time.
Wang Sheng stood up, turned around and ran to the side of the jungle tiger. The muscles of his arms bulged powerfully, and then he used all his strength to pick up the corpse of the jungle tiger. Then he walked back to Gao Lan step by step.
Gao Lan didn't say "What are you doing?" She quietly watched Wang Sheng working hard, watching him swing his saber, cut open the jungle tiger's belly, and took out all the bloody internal organs. Throw it aside. The sweat and rain on my face were mixed together, indistinguishable from each other.
"Hide in the tiger's belly to keep warm, otherwise the god of death will chase you." Wang Sheng turned to look at Gao Lan, his eyes full of obsession seemed to have infinite heat and light. After that, he threw the saber to the ground, held Gao Lan's soft shoulders and moved gently and slowly.
Gao Lan had no strength to resist, nor did he want to resist, so he allowed Wang Sheng to move his body and stuff himself into the tiger's belly.
The pouring cold rain continued to fall in the sky over the plantation. It was obviously afternoon, but the sky was as gray and dark as evening. The tiger's belly is very warm, which is why the restless supernatural virus still maintains its life heat.
Before Wang Sheng closed the gap in the tiger's belly, he asked: "Hey, tell me, what did you do to Yang Dongchen?"
Gao Lan used his last bit of strength to say: "I let him fight with the two mutant clouded leopards. It's very troublesome for me to deal with those extraordinarily agile mutant animals."
"I know, let's have a good sleep." Wang Sheng nodded and closed the gap in the tiger's belly.
Before Gao Lan's vision fell into darkness, she watched Wang Sheng's face narrow and disappear from her eyes. He looked calm and composed, as if he had come up with a wonderful idea. It's like stuffing yourself into a tiger's belly, and you will definitely be able to see yourself crawling out alive.
Gao Lan slowly closed her eyelids, and a faint smile finally passed over the corner of her calm mouth. The smile stayed on the corner of her mouth and did not disappear, and she fell into a deep sleep.