"Are you finally willing to speak?" Qin Molin was almost out of temper by her: "I can promise you whatever you want."
"Let me go." Feng Xingying asked him seriously for the last time.
"Except for this." Qin Molin shook his head sternly:
"Isn't it good for me here? I will do everything I can to fulfill your wishes. I will work hard to practice and improve our space. I will do anything for you. I just ask you, don't leave me."
This was the first time Qin Molin asked for help in such a humble manner.
Feng Xingying was naturally indifferent. He had already guessed it, so he could only continue to tell her:
"Do you know that if you leave here, it will be too dangerous if you are discovered by the Ling family. They have been looking for the Xuanbing body. You don't know how crazy the Ling family is about the Xuanbing body.
If they find you, I'm afraid they will do whatever it takes, and I'm afraid they won't be able to protect you then. I’m afraid…”
Feng Xingying didn't listen to his explanation at all, he just looked ahead quietly in trance.
"You should know my temper." Looking at Feng Xingying like this, Qin Molin said helplessly.
"Yes, I know you. What you decided will not change, and you will not let me go." Feng Xingying nodded, his voice was clean and ethereal, without any temper, he just explained so quietly:
"While I'm still alive, go find a larger crystal bottle and drain my blood. It's best to refrigerate it. It will last longer."
Even such a cruel thing can become a matter of course in Feng Xingying's words.
"What do you mean?" Qin Molin's face became colder.
He could feel the loss of Feng Xingying's vitality. He watched helplessly as her fresh life, from beauty to withering, was about to wither in just a few days.
This was the reality he was least willing to accept, but it was also his own fault.
He still didn't understand why, why Feng Xingying was so stubborn.
As long as she is willing, he can pamper her to the heavens and she can be beautiful forever.
They understand each other, but they just regret meeting each other too late.
They should be together forever.
But she chose to wither.
Feng Xingying didn't argue with him, and she ignored his irritability and just continued:
"I may have two days left to live. You have saved me twice. Returning my blood to you is considered as repayment for your life-saving grace.
Anyway, it is a waste if it is not used now. "
Her voice was very soft, elegant and peaceful.
Very unlike Feng Xingying.
"Feng Xingying, what do you want?" Qin Molin was going crazy.
Doesn't he know what she wants
Feng Xingying has said it before and repeated it again.
She didn't want to say it a third time.
She just stretched out her slender arms quietly, closed her eyes, and waited quietly. Waiting for him to drain her blood, waiting to welcome the end of life.
Nothing pretentious.
She is really Feng Xingying, Feng Xingying who is too cruel to herself!
Qin Molin didn't dare to look at her current appearance.
"Feng Xingying, how old are you this year?" Qin Molin suddenly said.
Feng Xingying didn't answer, and he said to himself: "I remembered that in one and a half months, when the iris blooms, it will be your sixteenth birthday.
I still remember that we agreed to accompany you to see iris flowers on your birthday.
You are only sixteen years old and you don’t want to live anymore? Are you really no longer greedy for this world or me? "
Qin Molin's voice was choked with sobs, and he was really distressed.
Only Feng Xingying could make his heart hurt so much.