"Cang... Cang..." I stretched out my hand and pushed Xuancang, and I felt my heart stopped beating in fright.
I don't know if it was because I was arguing that I couldn't help it, or because I had a rest for a while and finally regained some energy.
Xuan Cang finally moved, struggling to open a gap in his eyes.
"Language—" Seeing that it was me, he got cold first. There was a look of astonishment on the stern face.
Seeing him finally wake up, I can hardly bear the grief and sadness in my heart. Reached out and hugged him, and fell into his arms at once.
His body is a bit hot, but it still exists.
Although the temperature is different, the sensation between the breath is very familiar.
I closed my eyes and enjoyed the intimate hug for the first time since the two separated.
It turned out that the man in black didn't lie to me, Xuan Cang was really seriously injured.
Fortunately... Fortunately I am back! Before it caused greater grief, I returned to his side. Stay with him when he is most vulnerable.
I'm not struggling, thinking about what I can't help him. At least when he is most helpless, when he needs someone the most, I can be by his side.
Just that is enough!
"Yuer..." I listened to him, whispering softly in my ear.
I drew back into his arms and replied, "Yes!"
"Yuer..." I heard him call again.
I bit my lower lip, holding back the tears in my eyes, and replied, "Well! I'm here!"
"Yuer..." I heard him calling my name again.
I was surprised at this moment that something seemed to be wrong.
Slowly letting go of the hand holding him, I looked at Xuan Cang who was lying on the sofa, and then I realized that he closed his eyes, as if he was in a coma again.
Even when he closed his eyes, he still murmured: "Yu'er... and... dreaming of you again! Really... good..."
"Cang..." Xuan Cang said, making me feel like a stubborn throat. Turns out... He didn't know that I was back, he thought he was just dreaming.
Only then did I realize how childish and ignorant I was to run away.
What did I do to him? How could he make this arrogant and stern man so worried
And what kind of friendship is it that can make him, after my childish actions time and time again, treat my aftermath and still think about me
"Uuuu..." I was sad, lying next to Xuan Cang, and started to cry.
It's a pity that the people around me will never reach out and pat my head gently, then gently embrace me in my arms.
The illness was not warm, but it made me feel at ease. At this time, I was lying dying next to me. And I... But there is no way to help him, help him!
"Why are you crying? He is not dead yet!" An unruly voice suddenly came from behind him.
I trembled all over, and the voice turned out to be somewhat similar to Xuan Cang.
I suddenly looked back and saw a violent young man in a scarlet jacket standing behind me.
The young man's eyebrows are similar to Xuan Cang, and the disgust and contempt between his eyebrows are more like a pirated trumpet Xuan Cang.
I stared at the young man in a daze, and already guessed in my heart that this should be the way to leave!
His appearance at this time was a bit more mature than when he left that day.
It's just that the eyebrows are gone for a long time, the only ones and innocence at the time, some are just violent and vicious.
"You..." I looked at Jian'er in astonishment, then looked back at Xuan Cang lying behind me, and suddenly had a bad premonition in my heart.
Jian'er wanted to come to Xuan Cang and get rid of him quickly. He will appear here at this time, and it will definitely not be a good thing.
"Why are you here?" Astonished, after exiting, he became alienated and guarded.
Jian'er raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a wicked smile. "What? Seeing me... shouldn't you be happy?"
"I thought... As a mother, I should be happy to see my son!" He stomped back and forth on the spot. My eyes wandered between me and Xuan Cang, not knowing what we were making.
"As a son, shouldn't you be filial to your parents? Then what have you done?" I looked at Jian'er angrily, and pointed at Xuan Cang who was badly injured.
I don't know how the injury to Xuan Cang came from, whether it was caused by Jian'er or not, now I can't let Jian'er get close to Xuan Cang.
Jian'er glanced at Xuan Cang indifferently, and said with a sneer: "It's just a ghost without an owner. You shouldn't have stayed in this world!"
"And today... I'm here to take him away!" As soon as he finished speaking, Kaner's hands flashed red.
Seeing his actions, I immediately realized that things were not good.
I didn't have the ability to stop Jian'er from killing Xuancang, but I couldn't let the child really kill my father with my own hands.
Without thinking, I turned around and threw myself into Xuan Cang's arms, using my body to block Jian'er's ultimate move.
The last time he used this technique, he hit Violent twice.
Even though Violet had a bodyguard with aura, he was beaten into a coma on the bed. What's more, if Xuan Cang, who is seriously injured now, is really hurt by Jian'er, I am afraid that his soul body will disappear on the spot.
He held Xuan Cang tightly with his hands, but no pain came from behind him.
With doubts in his heart, he slowly let go of his hand holding Xuan Cang. Turning around and looking behind him, I suddenly saw Jian'er's hand, stopping at a distance away from me.
His complexion was tangled, and he was looking at me with resentment. It seemed that his movement just now was blocked by something.
As soon as I turned around, his body immediately leaped forward. My subconscious body fell backwards, my right hand clasped Jian'er's wrist tightly.
The red aura missed from the top of my head and approached Xuan Cang behind me.
I clasped Jian'er's hand tightly and forced his hand to stop at a distance of less than one centimeter from Xuan Cang.
Clasp Jian'er's wrist with his backhand, learn the tricks I've watched on TV, stand up from the ground, and go around Jian'er to reach out.
Jian'er turned around in shock and waved his other hand towards my chest.
I took a red rope from the side and immediately wound it around his right wrist twice. Leaning sideways to avoid the attack of his left hand, he took the opportunity to wind the rope forward and tied his left hand together.
His hands were tied, and Jianer was stunned for a while. It seemed that he hadn't expected that he would be caught by someone who seemed to have no power to restrain him after doing so twice.
"Ugly woman! Why are you here?" After a long pause, seeing the struggle to no avail, two words suddenly popped out of his mouth.
I looked at him for a moment, wondering: "What are you talking about?"
I remember that before Jian'er, I always liked to call Rushi'Ugly Woman'. He said this suddenly at this moment, making me really confused.