In the dark and cramped cave, Zhong Lingyu touched the blood on his hand.
Shen Huaizhou was wearing a white shirt, and his shoulders were soaked with blood.
His palms were bone-chillingly cold, but his forehead was burning hot.
The two heavens of ice and fire.
Zhong Lingyu was shocked, "Shen Huaizhou, you have been shot!"
"It's okay." Shen Huaizhou's tone was as usual, without any sign of weakness.
Only then did Zhong Lingyu remember that he was suddenly protecting her while she was running for her life.
Shen Huaizhou snorted at that time, but she didn't pay attention. It must have been that time he was shot.
There was something strange in her heart.
But the situation was urgent and there was no time for her to continue thinking wildly.
She said: "The enemy should be searching deep in the back mountains. Let's run away now, can you?"
"Don't ask a man if it's okay."
Zhong Lingyu rolled her eyes secretly, helped him up, and quietly escaped outside.
The terrain in the mountains is steep.
Shen Huaizhou was injured and had a high fever, and his steps were obviously a little sloppy.
Zhong Lingyu tried her best to support him and ran down the mountain.
Just when he thought he could escape the enemy's search, Zhong Lingyu saw the torch in the distance behind him.
The sky darkened completely and the enemy turned back.
Zhong Lingyu quickened his pace, but Shen Huaizhou fell to the ground.
His consciousness had begun to blur.
"Shen Huaizhou, hold on a little longer." Zhong Lingyu pulled him hard.
But he was too heavy, and her strength was exhausted, and she was unable to lift him up.
The enemies behind him are getting closer and closer.
Shen Huaizhou raised his hand to push her away, "Run!"
Zhong Lingyu's breathing was slightly stagnant.
She stared at Shen Huaizhou for a long time, and then looked at the torch that was getting closer and closer.
Resolutely, he ran away alone.
Looking at her decisive back, Shen Huaizhou's heart felt like it was being pulled out, and the pain was so painful that he could hardly breathe.
She left him without any hesitation.
That's it, it's pretty good!
At least she would survive.
However, at this time, Shen Huaizhou was still full of hope.
He hoped that she would look back at him.
but none.
All she left for him was a decisive look from behind.
Shen Huaizhou curled his lips and smiled.
That smile was both gratifying and sad.
With his last bit of strength, he leaned against a big tree and closed his eyes uncontrollably.
Zhong Lingyu's back gradually disappeared from his pupils.
The torch in the distance was getting closer and closer, lighting up almost half of Shen Huaizhou's face.
Later, Shen Huaizhou had a dream.
A nightmare that frightened him yet was so real.
In the empty and white room, Zhong Lingyu's clothes were ragged and his face was mottled with blood.
She was riddled with bullet holes.
Just snuggled in his arms quietly.
No matter how Shen Huaizhou called, she wouldn't answer.
Just staring at him unconsciously with desperate and empty eyes.
Shen Huaizhou couldn't feel her body temperature or her heartbeat.
The panic spread along the blood and to the limbs and bones.
The sudden fright and the tearing pain in his shoulder suddenly pulled Shen Huaizhou out of the darkness.
He opened his eyes suddenly and saw a white ceiling.
There was a strong and pungent smell of disinfectant in his nose.
Shen Huaizhou realized that this was in the hospital and he had been rescued.
But where is Zhong Lingyu?
Adjutant Li stepped forward and said, "Young Marshal, you're awake!"
Shen Huaizhou grabbed Adjutant Li, his eyes anxious and gloomy, "Where is Lingyu?"
With a startled look on his face, Adjutant Li quickly reassured her, "Young Marshal, don't worry, Miss Zhong is fine. She came back with us."
Shen Huaizhou still felt frightened when he thought of that nightmare.
He lost his strength and fell down on the hospital bed. It took him a long time to recover.
At a certain moment, he remembered that Zhong Lingyu had run away.
That little bastard can run faster than a rabbit.
He was left there alone without even a single glance back.
Shen Huaizhou couldn't help feeling blocked.
But when he woke up for the first time, he still wanted to see her.
He asked: "Zhong Lingyu has gone home, right? Go pick her up and ask her to come see me."
Adjutant Li was stunned again and said subconsciously: "Ms. Zhong... is in the hospital. The doctor said she hit her head and had a slight concussion."
Regardless of the wound, Shen Huaizhou immediately got out of bed and said, "Take me to find her."
Knowing that he couldn't stop him and fearing that Shen Huaizhou's wound would burst open, Adjutant Li pushed a wheelchair and quickly pushed Shen Huaizhou to another ward.
On the white bed, Zhong Lingyu slept peacefully.
There was a bandage on her forehead, and her face was as pale as paper.
Her thin body sunk deeply into the center of the large bed, looking even more frail.
It seems like it can be shattered if the wind blows.
Shen Huaizhou stepped forward, held her hand, and stared at her quietly.
The bandage on her forehead oozed light blood.
Shen Huaizhou spoke in a serious tone, "She must have run away. Why was she injured and admitted to the hospital?"
Adjutant Li explained in a low voice, "Ms. Zhong ran away, but she did not escape. Instead, she led the enemy away, which just bought us time to save people."
It was as if something exploded in my mind.
Feeling distressed, relieved, loving...
All kinds of complicated thoughts intertwined into a ball of fire, baking Shen Huaizhou's heart to a fever pitch.
He was still staring at her intently, and Adjutant Li's words continued to ring in his ears.
"After we rescued you, we went to find Miss Zhong. Miss Zhong was hanging on a tree on the cliff, unconscious. The enemies were around at the time. Miss Zhong probably chose to jump to that tree to avoid the enemies. superior."
Thinking of the cliff and the thrilling scene, Adjutant Li couldn't help but sigh, "Ms. Zhong really saved her life. If she was not careful at that time, she would have fallen to pieces."
"You go down first." Shen Huaizhou held Zhong Lingyu's hand tightly, his voice heavy and muffled.
Adjutant Li seemed to hear choking sounds.
He thought he heard it wrong and took a deliberate look.
Then he saw Shen Huaizhou's eyes gleaming with water.
Adjutant Li was in disbelief.
He opened his mouth, trying to comfort him, but finally left the ward.
Shen Huaizhou and Zhong Lingyu were the only two people left in the ward.
In her daze, Zhong Lingyu heard someone speaking in her ear.
It was very noisy and made her want to hit someone.
But her hand seemed to be grasped by something, it was hot and wet.
Something hot and wet slid down her fingertips, making the back of her hand itchy.
Her eyelashes fluttered and she slowly opened her eyes.
Turning his head slightly, Zhong Lingyu saw Shen Huaizhou crying.
Shen Huaizhou held her hand tightly and rubbed the back of her hand with his fingertips.
Then she put her hand on the side of his wet and cold face and pressed it tightly.
His chapped and white lips were still trembling.
His expression was frightened and uneasy.
Zhong Lingyu realized it later.
It turned out that the hot and wet liquid in the palm of his hand was actually Shen Huaizhou's tears.
How could Shen Huaizhou cry?
See you soon!
Zhong Lingyu thought, this must be a dream.
