Lin Li looked at the corpse of Shebi in her arms in disbelief. His face, which was always white and tender like a baby's muscle, was covered with blood, and there was a long wound on his chest. Cut to his abdomen, the tender flesh turned out, and the power of pure Yin in his body began to repair his body automatically, but this was nothing but a drop in the bucket. The chest of the corpse had become bloody, and she could even Clearly see his Bai Sensen ribs!
Shebi Zhe's face was pale, this kind of abdominal pain was not common, but he didn't grunt at all, but squinted his eyes and looked at Lin Li with a smile.
Seeing her tears fall one by one, he felt that he was so happy for the first time.
"Don't cry." Although he enjoyed Lin Li's fright for him, he was his own wife after all, and everything must be saved. He distressedly wiped away the tears from her face. "This injury is nothing, it will be all over in a few minutes."
Lin Li didn't believe it, crying and retorted: "Don't lie to me. How could it be possible for you to be so badly injured in a few minutes."
Now she can't hear anything at all, and the surrounding scenes of constant fighting have all become silent films. She always saw such scenes when she watched costume TV dramas before, and the people next to them couldn't get along with each other, only men and women. Lord, they were standing in the middle of the battlefield with no one beside them. At that time, Lin Li always sneered at scenes like this, always feeling that it was the protagonist's aura. If they were to be replaced by ordinary people, they would have died a hundred times.
But now, when she was sitting in this chaotic battlefield with the corpse in her arms, she was not scared at all, but felt at ease. She felt that she had begun to understand the heroes and heroines.
People are born lonely, come lonely, walk lonely.
It is also a good thing to have someone with you at the end of life.
Women are always emotional. Lin Li sits there alone, thinking about possible and impossible things. She even thinks, if Shebi died so young, she would What kind of posture to die in love.
She thought about it, and moved herself too hard, "I said Shebi corpse, you can only meet a woman like me after your ancestor burned the high incense for eight lifetimes, you know?"
She Bizi looked at her confusedly, only thinking that she had changed a bit too quickly, but she still nodded stupidly, "I know."
Lin Li was immersed in her own thoughts. Before he had time to talk to him, she just continued to say "Actually, I know that you are all amazing, too amazing. Even Man'er, she has kept up with you." , Has become like you, standing in the distance, I can only wait and see."
"I couldn't understand before. I always felt that Man'er's hard work was a mediocre self-disturbing. Anyway, Chen Ziyu likes her not because of how strong she is."
"But I understand now." She looked at Shebi and smiled bitterly. "She just wants to keep up with Chen Tzuyu's pace. She wants to stand at the same height as him and see the beauty he sees. She wants to stand side by side. Stand up instead of being passive forever."
She felt her eyes distended, but she still tried her best to control her emotions, but her voice became more and more choked, "Look, if the person standing here is not me, it is Man'er, she must be able to save you. ."