Sweetheart,Come Back!

An Yin sat in a daze, her mind was young Qin Jian for a time, and her mother was looking at her silly smile.

In the end, it became a blank.

This is a day and a night

Qin Jian has never entered her room again. She seems to be forgotten by the world.

The curtains were closed and the room was dark.

She didn't know when.

The wound on the shoulder, the burning pain, the scalding heat, just like directly burning into her psychology.

The head is heavier and heavier, but the body is cold and hot. It's like being frozen for a while, being roasted for a while.

Over and over again, I couldn't hold on and fell asleep in a daze.

The moment before she lost consciousness, she thought, she might have died here.

He stood on the edge of his forehead.

Looking at the wound on her shoulder, she pursed her lips slightly, picked up the blade and cut her wrist.

Pinch an Yin's mouth and pour blood from her wrist into her mouth.

His blood can keep her alive. It won't make her really busy.

When the blood from the wound coagulated and no longer flowed out, he wrapped the wound and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth.

Looking back at the wound on her shoulder, my heart ached.

The finger caresses the wound, an Yin sleeps in still ache slightly a shake.

Qin Jian retracted his hand, did not deal with the wound on her shoulder, got up and left.

*****

in the morning of the third day.

Liu Ma and Qin Fu are uneasily looking at the old man sitting on the steps.

The old man sat on the steps with his eyes closed, motionless, as if petrified.

Qin Fu worried about Qin Jian and an Yin. He sighed, "will an Yin die?"

"Don't think about it. It won't happen." Liu Ma looked at the old man, "one day and one night, the old man does not eat or drink. If it goes on like this, the iron beating body can't stand it. Go and persuade him."

"The third young master is the master's life. It's no use persuading the third young master if he doesn't come out."

Liu Ma sighed, "no matter what, go and persuade it. Even if you don't have a rest, it's good to have a drink of water."

"I'll try."

Qin Fu went to the old man and squatted down

The old man opened his eyes, two old eyes are full of blood, "Miss twilight, do you have trouble?"

"That's not true."

"That's good."

From the mention of Yan Xinyue by Mu Jiayin, the old man knew that Mu Jiayin was a person who could not tolerate other women in Qin Jian.

When anyin is shut in, everything is possible.

Now, although he doesn't know whether anyin will die or die, in order to avoid extraneous affairs, the old man, on the pretext of ensuring the safety of mujiayin, lets mujiayin move out of the East Pavilion and settle in Mingxiang garden.

"Master, go and have a rest. Don't let the third young master come out. You are ill."

The old man shook his head, "Qin Fu, do you think it was Yan Xinyue who went to the cellar last time?"

Qin Fu's heart cluttered for a moment, "DNA is all matched, who else can it be?"

The old man didn't speak any more, but he had some unspeakable feelings in his heart.

Qin Jian has an attack and doesn't know anyone. Last time, Qin Jian quietly put the woman who broke into the cellar by mistake to sleep. This time, how could he make such a fuss.

Behind him came the sound of opening the mechanism.

The old man turned back and saw the steel plate slide away from the hole in the door.

"The door is open," cried Qin Fu

The old man got up in a hurry, but he didn't move for a long time. His legs were numb. He didn't stand firm and fell forward. Qin Fu was so scared that he helped him.