Her face suddenly turned pale and she almost smelled the smell of death - her consciousness let go of Qin Yu, but her body lightened and was placed on the casual sofa four or five meters away by Qin Yu.

She sat down and lay down on the cushion. Qin Yu half-kneeled in front of her, and the fingertips of her palms stroked the wound on her abdomen.

There was originally just a bullet wound, but now it is expanding, starting from the inside to expand freely.

"What bullet?"

"I don't know, the strange bullet feels melting in her body." Her voice was already trembling and weak, and cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

The blood flowed out of the abdomen wildly, completely moistening the fabric on the abdomen, and also flowed onto the sofa.

But her expression and eyes were still firm, staring at Qin Yu.

She noticed that Qin Yu's eyes had just changed, and that was horror and horror.

It seemed like I guessed something, so I was afraid that she might die.

There is a high probability.

Qin Yu: "It may be a blood melting agent."

Blood melting agent? She had never heard of anything like this.

But she knew another thing.

"Your hands are shaking."

Qin Yu didn't say anything because she was not sure and was afraid of making a mistake. This mistake would lead to death.

If you die ~

"Do you know why I chose hell directly between heaven and hell?"

"I'm not sure to save her."

"But I'm sure I'll find you."

Qin Yu was stunned, with a strong smell of blood at the end of her nose, but she only saw the calmness in her eyes.

It's very similar to back then.

"Why can't I be in heaven?"

Why?

Bullets roared around, and mortals were frightened. She knew that many people were watching them, and many people wanted to kill them.

For a moment, her eyes, who had always been calm and generous, were faintly red.

"Maybe because I saw you die in hell."

Back then, it was actually really many years. Qin Yu knew that Yu had been in his life for many years, and Yu her was even more so. Even though her appearance had not changed much, Qin Yu knew that it had been a long time since.

There is vicissitudes in her eyes.

They have never seen each other again for many years because she has never returned.

So Qin Yu lowered her head, but because of guilt, she saw the wound on her abdomen that doubled.

But she felt the location of the heat source-it was squirming and spreading.

Found.

Then ~~

Qin Yu's fingertips went down to the torn wound, but his other hand was about to knock her out from the back of her head.

But it was stopped.

"No, come on."

Her eyebrows and eyes were clear and she smiled slightly, "I can bear it."

Qin Yu frowned, but immediately stretched out, "Well, it's better to keep awake."

If you are dizzy, it means you lose the will to persist. It depends entirely on your physical instinct and may not be conducive to survival.

So bear with it.

She could only endure it.

But when Qin Yu's fingers penetrated into the wound on his abdomen and touched the flesh and intestines inside~~~

Xiao Tingyun suddenly said something.

"I'm just afraid that I won't see you again if I close my eyes."

Qin Yu stopped his hand movements.

Finally she called out her name.

"Xiao Tingyun."

“I never give funerals to anyone.”

"Although you did it for me."

Her words were so outstanding, her eyebrows were so cold, and she didn't show any feelings.

Meeting again has never been happy.

Xiao Tingyun saw it, are she sad?

She was just sad because she knew why Qin Yu was not happy, and even felt a sense of sadness in her bones.

She stopped talking because her intestines were burning. She reached out to hold Qin Yu's wrist in pain, leaning against the handrail of the sofa, and a head of dense and soft black silk slipped off her silk pajamas when she tilted.

The blood is much more out of the past.

The sofa was rendered, and Qin Yu's palms were completely stained with sticky blood.

Chen Bao and the others saw it, it was bloody, bloody, terrifying, and terrifying, but they also saw Qin Yu's straight back and her hand squirming in the abdomen.

I also saw the woman who was not anesthetized but was forced to wake up.

Her eyes were trembling, her lips faded, and her pupils gradually became bloody.

She felt that Qin Yu's fingers had found it.

But it has stuck to her stomach and blood vessels, and it is necessary to pull it out, which is equivalent to death.

This is a dilemma.

Maybe he knew that he would either die or live, and that he was human nature, and Xiao Tingyun knew what he should leave behind.

Since we are here, we can't really leave only a funeral for Qin Yu.

She never does such an immoral thing.

So her fingertips fell on Qin Yu's eyes and stroked her trembling eyelashes, like a lonely butterfly.

Inexplicably, she regretted it a little, maybe she shouldn't have come to her.

But there is no need to look back.

"Qin Yu."

"I've seen a book in your room."

"You've taken notes."

"It's a coincidence that I like it very much - one of the poems."

What poetry? She recited it gently, her voice was clear and outstanding, not like a dying person.

Many people have heard it.

"After many years of separation, I smelled the fragrance of flowers and plants, and my hands were covered with warmth."

"The butterfly spreads its wings from its eyes, and the wild geese stop in my heart."

"The sun shines on my shoulders, and at that moment, it seems like someone else."

"Even if I'm in shackles and shackles, I've just returned from hell."

Even though she was dying, it was strange that she was as beautiful as before, as if she had released the beauty that had been precipitated for twenty or thirty years. Her hands went from Qin Yu's slightly trembling wrists to Qin Yu's eyebrows and eyes, and saw the touch in her eyes.

Then Xiao Tingyun smiled.

"I heard that Pangjiao is leaving."

"So I'm here."

"Since I'm here, I won't leave easily."

"Go on."

Qin Yu, you have never been truly lonely.

This is what Xiao Tingyun wants to say to Qin Yu, and by the way, she gave her a breathtaking smile.

Qin Yu looked at her, her mouth slightly opened, and she only said one sentence.

“Inhale.”
To be continued...