He quickly closed the windows of the cramped small room and tried his best to prevent the sound from being heard, which aroused the suspicion of the people around him. Yingning rushed to the bed again, grabbed Luan Chi's hand tightly, and burst into tears.

He had a towel stuffed into his mouth, which was because she accidentally bit her tongue when she was worried that he would feel pain. In desperation, Yingning had to let Luan Chi bit it to make sure that he would not lose his mind and hurt himself when the pain was extreme.

Luan Chi seemed to be unable to hear Ying Ning's call at all, and her forehead was leaping, and her teeth were tightly biting the wet towel. Her hands tied together by ropes hit the thin bed board under her body.

His wrists had already been worn out, the wounds stopped bleeding, and they were cracked. The sheets were covered with mottled blood stains, and many of them had dried up.

At first, it only took an attack once a few hours. Later, the interval between attacks became shorter and shorter, and even three or four times a day was not enough.

More than half an hour later, Luan Chi finally calmed down.

His clothes were wet and dry, dry and wet, and they smelled of sweat. After lying in the small house for two days, he was already dirty. But Yingning didn't dare to let him go. She knew that once the rope was untied and he would start to attack, and he would be able to jump out of the window and run away, or force himself to get drugs for him.

People who are infected with drugs cannot be called a person when they are addicted to drugs.

Human reason, shame, and moral values ​​have long been gone.

Taking advantage of Luan Chi's lack of pain, Yingning quickly took over the seafood porridge on the table and fed him bite.

He opened his mouth with a wooden face, swallowed it, opened his mouth and swallowed it again, no one knew what Luan Chi was thinking at this moment.

After taking a few bites, he shook his head and said he couldn't eat it anymore.

Yingning knew that Luan Chi had no appetite, but had to persuade him: "Take a few more bites, otherwise you will not be able to withstand it..."

The crackling tears rolled down into the slightly cold porridge bowl. She immediately stood up, put the bowl on the table aside, and sobbed silently.

She covered her mouth with her hands hard, and she tried her best to force herself not to make noises.

I don’t know how long it took, but Luan Chi’s hoarse question suddenly sounded behind me: “Are I ugly and useless now?”

Yingning hurriedly wiped away the tears from her face, walked back to the bed, held his hand tightly, and shook his head fiercely.

"How could it be? If you were ugly, I wouldn't have come to you at the banquet back then. You are the most beautiful person I have ever met after living for so many years."

She said softly, and a smile finally appeared on her face full of misery.

This is the first time they have mentioned this issue after the survivor of the disaster.

"Sure enough, you are her, you are her..."

A strong light suddenly burst out from Luan Chi's turbid eyes. He held her hand and used all his strength.

She didn't feel the pain and nodded crying.

"What's going on? Tell me, what's going on!"

He struggled to sit up, but he had to fix him on the bed with several ropes on his body and could not move.

"Don't move! I, I'll tell you slowly..."

Yingning was helpless. She didn't want to tell Luan Chi these extremely complicated and headache-inducing things under such circumstances. After all, their lives and deaths are uncertain and their future is unknown, so it is really not suitable to stage a sensational plot of reunion after a long separation.

But now, he was full of curiosity and could not say it. If he didn't say it, he might even think that he had some bad intentions and deliberately pretended to be his lover to deceive him.

So Yingning had to sit by the bed, grabbed Luan Chi's hand, and told him.

****

It took several hours before the sky became bright to dark, and then to the point where it became completely dark.

Yingning finished speaking and stopped.

She herself never thought that it would take so long to tell all the experiences of the past year.

"I've finished talking about it all. You see, there's nothing earth-shaking, I just survive. It seems that as long as I'm alive, many things are not that important."

After changing his position, Yingning realized that his legs were a little numb. Luan Chi's head was resting on her legs, listening to her talk about her experience.

Touching his forehead, she sighed slightly. Luan Chi has not felt uncomfortable for the past few hours, probably because she has been listening to her speech attentively and is more focused.

According to his previous statement, as long as he can survive three cycles, that is, about 21 days, he can basically quit drug addiction.

"I must go back and report, but I can't stand myself as an addict, and go back and tell my leader that I have completed the task at the cost of that, I have become a useless person."

Luan Chi rarely talked about Guoan, and Yingning did not deliberately ask.

She only knew that he was selected by the top and had been secretly receiving various professional training for more than a year. Originally, according to Luan Chi's identity, he did not need to accept such a dangerous undercover task, but he insisted on doing so and wanted to achieve results in the shortest time.

"So, at that time, I had no way to marry you, nor could I stop you from getting married. I could only receive training under the pretext of being sent to the army by my father to train. I could not tell anyone the real reason, including you."

He whispered, thinking of Luan Jin, and wondering if one day in the future, will he feel a little glory and pride for him?

"Don't your father know, either?"

He nodded and closed his eyes, "Can't tell anyone. After this mission, my identity will be completely erased. There is no such person as "Luan Chi" in the world. I guess, the superiors will send people to do very detailed files, such as, "I" died in an exercise in the army, or something urgent..."

Yingning was stunned for a moment, and also felt that his guess was very likely.

"Then we two have become two people without status?"

She raised the corners of her mouth and couldn't help but smile.

"Yes, that's right. But if you were you, then...Who is Ye Yingning now?"

Luan Chi raised his head and asked curiously.

"Maybe...it may be...it may be the owner of my body now, maybe it is an unrelated person. I don't know. I have never had contact with her and don't want to have contact..."

Yingning lowered her head and heard Luan Chi mention the woman, she was inexplicably feeling a little nervous.

Over the past year, it was not himself who really got along with Luan Chi, but "Ye Yingning". Will he realize that he is not in fact loving that skin, but in the woman's soul?

Her nervousness fell into Luan Chi's eyes. He couldn't help but smile, and the hole in his lips also cracked. Yingning was so scared that he quickly reached out to cover his mouth, not allowing him to do too much action.

"My only worry is whether you will find her and ask her to return your husband to you."

Yingning shook off his hand and said angrily: "How could it be! Zhou Yang and I have no emotional foundation in our marriage, and we both don't even have the same room. I have never admitted that it was my husband!"

Luan Chi smiled even happier and finally felt relieved.

He gradually closed his eyes, intending to take a moment before the next severe pain came.
Chapter completed!