A boy like the wind

Late at night, this bedroom.

After taking a bath, Du Lingxi put on his pajamas, went back to the bedroom, lay down on the bed, and was ready to rest.

All of a sudden, she was dizzy, dark and spinning.

She was in pain, curled up in bed with her head covered, panting hard.

After a while, she did not faint, and then began to retch.

Then she got out of bed, staggered to the bathroom and spat some blood.

When Zhou Wan heard the voice, he quickly came out of the bedroom and came to the bathroom: "President Du!"

She quickly picked up Du Ling: "what's the matter with you?"

Du Ling is very weak: "call Miss Tang to come... Quickly..."

...

this is the bedroom.

Du Ling was lying on the bed, only turning his eyes painfully, tearing the sheet with his hands.

Tang Sijia opens the door and comes to the bedside. "What's wrong with you, Mr. Du?"

Du Ling can't see. She grabs Tang Sijia's hand and says to her with all her strength, "I've been plotted... Find... Find Wu Zheng..."

before she finishes speaking, several black blood gushes out of her mouth. Her head is crooked and she faints.

...

I took a deep breath and understood everything.

I sat down beside the bed, took her hand, and looked at her seriously. "Sister, you can rest assured that no one can hurt you if you have a brother. Cheng Xue and your relative behind her can't hide for a long time. I'll save you and catch them at the same time. I'll give you justice... "

Du Ling's hand quivered a little, as if I heard it.

My eyes moistened in a flash.

Du Ling is very attentive to me. She really treats me as her younger brother, and I really recognize her sister from my heart. Cheng Xue and the man deliberately calculated Du Ling when I went to the northwest, thinking that in this way, Du Ling would surely die. But they never dreamed that it took Ke'er and I only two days to solve the black Bodhisattva and come back.

If I come back, I won't let my sister do anything.

Those two scumbags, it's time to get ready and pay for what they've done.

I took a deep breath and wiped away the tears from the corner of my eyes.

Keer knocked outside. "Young master, sister Tang woke up."

My heart moves, clear throat, "good!"

I got up and went to the door. I opened it. "Let's go and see her."

Can son a Leng, "young master, you cry?"

"It's ok..." I said, "let's go."

"Well," Kor nodded.

I turned to look at Du Ling on the bed and closed the door.

When Tang Sijia saw me, she quickly sat up and extended her hand to me. "Wu Zheng..."

her eyes were filled with tears.

I quickly came to the bedside and sat down, took her into my arms and hugged her tightly.

She cried sadly.

"Sister, it's ok..." I comforted her softly, "I know you're scared. Now I'm here, you don't have to be afraid..."

"Hmm..." she nodded, hugged me, and cried more wrongly.

In fact, I understand that her grievance is not because of fear, but because I......

Ke'er smiled, quit knowingly and closed the door.

I comforted Tang Sijia in a soft voice. After a long time, she calmed down slowly.

"I know you've been thinking about me," I gently wiped the tears off her face and smiled at her. "In fact, I'm not worth it..."

she looked at me for a while with complicated eyes, didn't speak, and held me tightly.