Love You To The Bones

In order to get rid of the tracking of jiangman night and his party, Shen Zichuan specially chose the rugged sheep farm path, which is close to the no man's land. It is so sparsely populated that there are so many fires and screams all night that it doesn't attract anyone's attention, let alone find someone to help.

Under a man's body is an abyss. The result of falling must be the same as jiangman night.

There is no other way to live except death.

Fang Xiaoran's legs were firmly hooked on the concrete railing, and her palms were scratched. With only a little thin force left, she grabbed the man's blood soaked arm. Her nails were stabbed into his flesh, and she shouted hoarsely, "Shen Zichuan, hold on to my hand, hold on! Force, climb up!"

Shen Zichuan's fist was shaking faintly, his face was very white, and his breathing was faster and faster. It was obvious that the whole person had reached the limit, and his muscles were about to collapse.

But he didn't care about his life and death. He stared at Fang Xiaoran's whole body and leaned out two inches. When he tried to pull him up and almost rubbed against his round abdomen, he was so nervous that his face was white, "be careful, don't press the child in his stomach."

Fang Xiaoran was stunned and felt uncomfortable for his meticulous care.

Human life is vital. His life is hanging in midair. It's time to take into account her and her children——

This man, what does this man let her say!

She quickly shrunk back to ensure that she would not meet the child. The tears from the bottom of her eyes soon surged out along the corners of her eyes, blurring her sight.

The hair was cluttered and cluttered to her lips. Her throat choked and her voice was so low that she could hardly hear. "Shen Zichuan, don't give up. Use some force, and I'll use my force. You pedal up and try again, okay? Bao'er and I and the children in my stomach... All need you."

The man was very tired. Every cell of his body seemed to decompose, and he could no longer make a slightest effort. It was expected that the thin lips of the woman who was crying for him trembled, slightly closed, stared at her tearful eyes, smiled gently, and sighed softly, "good! Wife, I listen to you."

The sound of "wife" spoke the endless tide and tenderness of his heart.

His face was purple and blue. He lost a lot of blood where he was stabbed. He swayed in the air with the night wind. His tired body could no longer stimulate a little strength to climb and pedal.

Then he hung it on her hand with her weak strength, and finally he would fall into the bottomless abyss with her.

No matter how strong he is and how much he loves her, there is nothing he can do.

Shen Zichuan looked up, his short straight black hair blowing in the wind, his dark eyes staring deeply at Fang Xiaoran's pale face like paper, and the water light that couldn't be hidden from the corners of his eyes, "baby, I love you for 17 years. Now, it's time for me to say goodbye to you."

At the same time, there was a flash of lightning in the sky. The rumbling thunder seemed to tear open the night sky with the lightning. Finally, it turned into a sentence on Shen Zichuan's mouth, like a last word, "I'm sorry, I can't accompany you to the end. I broke my promise!"

"No, Shen Zichuan, I don't allow you to give up your life! You step up and get up! You promised me... You promised me! You told me not to be afraid, you said you would take care of me! Who allowed you to give up? I don't allow you to give up your chance to survive! Come on, climb up!"

Fang Xiaoran noticed that Shen Zichuan was slowly pulling open the five fingers of her right hand holding his arm. She trembled. It was incredible that the whole heart was in pain because he wanted to give up his life. "You haven't seen the child in my stomach yet..."

The voice was pathetic and desperate.

He looked at the man hanging in the air, who was beyond recognition by blood and dust. His tears rolled down and gritted his teeth fiercely, "Shen Zichuan, I tell you, you're dead, I don't live anymore. I'll follow you and jump down together!"

Her tears, one by one, fell down in a line and fell on the man's face, like a burning soldering iron, which made his facial muscles tremble, and the corners of his eyes were covered with blood and covered with water marks.

He finally stopped pulling her finger, but held her cold little hand with his backhand, wearing the wedding ring he sent, gently rubbed it on the ring, and the tenderness in the bottom of his heart, "OK, I don't give up! Baby, hold on to my hand and I'll try again!"

To give up and survive, in fact, his heart hurts more.

Such a beautiful woman who loves him deeply, he hasn't loved her enough. He can't bear to leave her like this!

Then, fight again for her and never die.

Because of pain and weakness, this time, he clenched her thin palm and moved up the railing with little strength.

"Shen Zichuan, you work harder. I see your head, chin and shoulders. Hurry up, hurry up, and you can step up."

Seeing that the man was about to climb up, Fang Xiaoran couldn't care that she was already tired and panting. Her sweat trickled out like mud, soaked her dress and every hair. Bursts of bad smell made her vomit.

But she can't manage so much. At the moment, she is full of heart and brain. She is only Shen Zichuan. She just wants to use all her strength to pick him up.

At the last second, Shen Zichuan raised his head and gave a long roar. With that roar, he jumped up and made a sound of falling to the ground. His heavy body led Fang Xiaoran's slender body to smash into the road covered with grass.

When Fang Xiaoran fell back, fortunately, her back fell to the ground and fell into the man's chest. It didn't have much impact on her abdomen. It was that the back of her head hit the man's hard chest, which made it a little painful. It happened to hit Shen Zichuan's knife wound, which made him hiss and dull pain.

"I touched your wound, didn't I?"

Fang Xiaoran quickly got up on his arm. Just as she was about to lower her head to check the wounds all over his body, she heard a crash behind her. Then, the cement railing cracked and collapsed, and fell heavily into the abyss, making an earth shaking noise.

If Shen Zichuan didn't climb up in three or four seconds later, he and she would die now with the break of the railing.

In an instant, Fang Xiaoran was so frightened that her face turned white, covered her stomach that began to ache, and said to the man lying on the earth with his white lips trembling, "Shen Zichuan, can you hold on? I'll help you get on the bus. You're bleeding too much. I must take you to the hospital immediately. However, the bulletproof car ran out of oil and all the cars they brought were destroyed at jiangman night. What should I do?"

With that, she held her breath and waited quietly for Shen Zichuan to reply to her.

But after waiting for a long time, he didn't answer her a word.

Only the wind rustled through her cochlea and into her bones, cold and piercing!