Chapter 137: It’s hard to tell the meaning of farewell (4)

Ling'er sighed resentfully. She only had three days to coax Brother Yang to tell him. But now she could only give up, because she saw the exhaustion in Brother Yang's eyes that could not be concealed.

"You haven't rested since last night, right?" Ling'er asked distressedly. But as soon as the words came out of her mouth, she knew that she had asked something stupid again. In such a dangerous situation, Brother Yang did not dare to close his eyes and rest no matter how tired he was.

Qi Yang was stunned for a moment. He wanted to change the topic, but why was Ling'er beating him to it? And why did Ling'er suddenly ask these questions?

Before Qi Yang could answer, Ling'er leaned over and helped Qi Yang lie down. She said: "As long as I'm here, you can rest peacefully for a while! If Uncle Ji and the others come to find you, I will wake you up immediately."

Qi Yang felt warm in his heart and did not refuse Ling'er's kindness. He was indeed a little tired and needed a deep sleep to recover.

Seeing Qi Yang obediently lying on his side and closing his eyes, Ling'er felt happy and hurriedly covered him with a thin blanket. Brother Yang is willing to accept his suggestion, does it mean that he has some weight in his heart? No matter what, as long as he is willing to obey and rest.

But soon, Ling'er's joy turned into distress. Not long after Qi Yang closed his eyes, his breathing became lighter. From this, it is not difficult to see how tired he was before.

Ling'er habitually took Qi Yang's left hand and warmed his slightly cold palm in her own hands.

correct! Ling'er suddenly thought of something and hurriedly pulled up Qi Yang's left sleeve.

But there were no fresh cuts on the wrists under the sleeves.

Ling'er quickly pulled up Qi Yang's right sleeve again. Even though she was mentally prepared, her eyes were stung by the bright red on Qi Yang's wrist.

As expected, Qi Yang didn't bandage his own wounds seriously. The wound on his wrist was tied with a white cloth band casually torn from his middle coat.

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Qi Yang felt a stab of pain coming from his right wrist, as if the wound had just been treated with gold wound medicine.

what happened? Qi Yang slowly opened his eyes.

What appeared in Qi Yang's sight was the masked woman in white again.

The woman in white was sitting aside, holding Qi Yang's injured right wrist, her brows full of worry.

Although Qi Yang couldn't clearly see the appearance of the woman in white no matter how hard he tried, he could clearly feel her worry.

"That's just a skin injury." Qi Yang whispered.

The woman in white glanced at Qi Yang, then stood up and walked aside.

Only then did Qi Yang notice that a guqin had been placed on the big stone nearby.

The woman in white walked to the guqin and placed her slender fingers on the strings.

The melodious sound of the piano poured out from the fingertips of the woman in white.

This piece of music is not unfamiliar to Qi Yang. Isn't it the same piece that the woman in white played for him repeatedly when he was recuperating in the cabin on the cliff? So reassuring.

Qi Yang gradually closed his eyes in the melodious sound of the piano.

But Qi Yang closed his eyes and thought something was wrong. Whether out of politeness or not, he should first ask about the identity of the woman in white.

Thinking of this, Qi Yang opened his eyes again.

"Did it hurt you?" Ling'er's gentle voice was close at hand.

Qi Yang was stunned. Where is the woman in white in the cave? He and Ling'er were the only two people here.

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