Chapter 310: Goodbye, little dumb

"I...what do I want?" His body trembled slightly, his pupils widened, and Zi Huan stared at her with deep eyes, "I want to live!" Tang Yi's voice was cold.
"Ye Youran, push him away!" Ye Qianxun outside the stone house suddenly yelled in panic inside.
In the next second, Ye Youran hadn't recovered yet, Tang Yi bent her head, her thin lips kissed the skin of her neck, and her breath was gloomy.
"Hitomi, I want to kill these people who are obstructing us. From now on, there will only be two of us. We will live together in the underground palace and no one will bother us... Then it will be very happy and peaceful..."
Tang Yi raised his right hand high and made a circle in the air, and the tiles on the stone roof were loosened. He carried it on his hand, and with a violent wave, the tiles were like a long dragon, straight towards Ling Yue and Ye Qian. Seek to swallow and hit.
Ye Youran looked at her in shock, but before she could speak, a sharp tingling suddenly came from her neck.
"Tang Yi..." She muttered in disbelief.
His vision began to become confused, and he turned his head to look at the man who was bowing his head and sucking his own blood. His face was not half gentle and handsome, but bloodthirsty.
However, at this time, the stone house had already begun to be demolished by the force of the giant wind, whether it was the roof tiles or the huge stone bricks on the walls, they were throwing around.
The sound of the wind and the impact are endless, but all these sounds make Ye Youran feel a little fuzzy, her brain becomes heavy, and her body is weakly bound by the man in front of her, blood is lost a little bit, and her face is Also getting paler.
"Tang Yi! That's Mu Xiaotong! It's the Mu Xiaotong you paint with the tip of a pen every day and draw in your heart! Tang Yi, let her go, she will die! Tang Yi, let her go!"
Ling Yue's body was hit by a stone in his abdomen, frowning, and looking nervously at the hideous man in the center.
Mu Xiaotong? Hitomi...
Tang Yi hesitated for a while, turned his head to look at the woman whose face was pale due to excessive blood loss in his arms.
"Hitomi, I want to live, I want to live... So I want your blood, I want your blood!" His eyes were facing her, and her face was weak at this time, as if he had been stimulated. Yes, the voice was trembling and screaming madly.
Ye Youran didn't have the strength to push him away, she leaned softly in his arms, and could only feel Tang Yi's body trembling constantly.
"Hitomi, I can be completely reborn after taking your blood. I don’t have to rely on drugs anymore, and I don’t have to obey others. You will forgive me, right? You nod! You nod and agree! Say you are willing to serve me. Upper life, in the future you and I will both live in the same body, we will always be together...I am no longer alone..."
His gaze was blank and blurred, he yelled out of control, and shook Ye Youran's body constantly, as if to get a response, but he didn't know what response he wanted.
She can only sway her constantly, and apply her own inner wandering fear to her body. Ye Youran is exhausted, coughing and spitting out blood constantly, her face is pale and frightening, like a dying person weak and weak.
"Tongtong, please say, you are willing to give me life!" Tang Yi's eyes were in chaos, and there was a hint of panic and helplessness in Tang Yi's eyes. She shook her body abruptly and kept shaking, like Want to get a piece of salvation.
"You said, you are willing to..."
He hissed and snarled, and again bent his head towards the aorta on the other side of her neck and bit down fiercely. His slender arms held her back tightly, but he suddenly stopped when his fingertips touched a piece of cold. . "You...you, why would you..." His voice became intermittent, and his confused eyes gradually became clear. He looked at the woman with her eyes closed in disbelief with a bloodless face.
Tang Yi's hands trembled constantly, and raised his right hand slightly. His five fingers were covered with dark red blood. Under the silver moon, Ye You's old dagger inlaid with red gems was gloomy and cold. The cold light.
"You rushed over just now to save me?" Tang Yi's voice trembled slightly, his eyes fixed on the already unconscious woman in his arms.
Under the moonlight, she was covered in blood stains, with a weak face, closed eyes, panting and breathing...
"It's me, I hurt you like this?"
His eyes shook suddenly, as if he could not accept this fact, his pupils were dilated, and his whole body trembled, making it difficult to calm down. He watched her pupils close tightly, and the heart stopped suddenly.
"Titomi...Titomi, don't die, you can't die, I...I don't know, I don't know...wake up, wake up!" His movements trembled and hugged her with a panic expression. Constantly whispering in her ear.
"Hitomi, I don't know... I don't know..." Seeing the dagger submerged into her body, her heart seemed to be pinched tightly, very uncomfortable.
His jaw, clothes, and between his lips and teeth all smelled of her blood. This special smell of blood made him tremble and panic.
I hurt her? How could I hurt her? She is the girl I have been guarding, I can't...
"Hitomi, you wake up, don't scare me..." His voice was very low and soft, begging.
The gust of wind gradually stopped, and the swirling objects flew around, and the stone house in front of him had already disappeared and became a ruin.
However, there was a pair of men and women standing in the center, the bodies of the two of them were stained with blood, and the heavy smell permeated the air and could not dissipate.
Crystal tears overflowed from those purple phantom pupils, ran across his handsome face, and fell one by one on the face of the woman in his arms, tears that could not be suppressed.
I don't know what the tears are for. Perhaps this is the first time in his life he has declared his feelings so presumptuously. Since he was sensible, he has never cried so loudly...with regret and nostalgia.
The corners of the tears slipped overnight at the leisurely mouth, her eyebrows were slightly twisted, she was very tired, she didn't have any strength, but she felt that someone was hugging her tightly, but her movements were gentle and careful.
She felt her face moist, there was a crying sound in her ears, crying very helplessly and unwillingly, Ye Youran thought that the other party must be very scared.
The voice whispering in her ears is a bit familiar, but her eyelids are heavy and unable to open, Ye Youran's head is lightly sideways, she remembered, it was him...
"Little dumb, I said, I won't...I won't hurt you...Whoever bullies you, I'll beat him up for you..." Her voice was low and weak, she spoke in a low tone, but her tone was As always savagely.
Tang Yi was shocked and stiffened. The white shirt, fingertips, and lips were all her blood, and his hands were weak to let go of her.
...It turns out she always remembered me...
Ling Yue suddenly rushed over, caught her, and leaned into her nose nervously, "Ye Youran, you hold on to me! You still owe me a lot..."
The wind stopped completely and the night was dark.
Ye Youran didn't know what happened afterwards. She was too tired to open her eyes.
It's just that two lines of clear tears were drawn in the corner of her eyes unconsciously, she couldn't remember who she was streaming for, her chest was heavy and she was very reluctant. Not willing to dawn just like this, not willing to disappear like that handsome man with a gentle smile...
...
Ye Youran slept for a long time, until Ling Yue was worried and wondered if she would not wake up again...
She closed her eyes tightly, as if she had dreamed of something bad, her eyebrows were always frowning, and some unintelligible words were muttered vaguely.
Ling Yue sat next to her, looking at the normal instrument displayed over there, and then lowered his eyes to look at the person who was still asleep, a dullness flashed across his blue eyes, his lips pressed tightly, and he continued to quietly stare at her face. She seemed to be waiting for her to wake up in the next moment.
"She lost too much blood, and the dagger stabbing her back is not an ordinary knife. She can't wake up so quickly. You should go to rest." Ye Qianxun pushed the door in, faintly scanning the side of the hospital bed. The person spoke lazily.
Ling Yue didn't look up, as if he hadn't heard him, he still looked at the woman on the hospital bed with heavy eyes.
It's been almost half a month since the last full moon, Tang Yi...he is gone...
However, the last moment when Tang Yi was prostrate on the ground, dying and struggling, made him hard to forget, and it was deeply imprinted in his mind.
Ling Yue's big hand stroked her cheek, smoothed the messy hair on her forehead, looked at her deeply, and said in a low voice, "Tang Yi, let me tell you, please forgive him..."
"Wake up quickly, if it weren't for him, he wouldn't rest in peace..."
Sometimes even Ling Yue felt that he did not love her as much as that man. If there is a soul in this world, then that man would definitely not want to die, because when he passed away, his eyes were filled with pain and self-blame.
"Ye Youran, I have known Tang Yi since I was a child. He is a person with a steady heart. He smiles lightly and calmly. But he has a wish buried in his heart. He always wants to come forward to say hello to you, but he dare not... "
"Because his life is destined to be short-lived, he doesn't want to trouble you, he is always so careful with you, so don't... let him worry..." Don't worry me either.
"Ye Youran, if you can hear me, you wake up quickly." Ling Yue lowered his head, his thin lips lightly kissed her eyebrows, his low voice trembled slightly.
It is rare for Ye Qianxun to stand quietly in the ward, without saying a word, remembering the unusual full moon in the underground palace in his mind.
To be honest, the evil spirit that shocked and reborn him? All evil spirits will be lost, out of control, and seek all the ways to survive for the primitive human desire for survival. In their opinion, all the pursuits of moral concepts are not worth the desire to survive.
But that man, he didn’t just want to live...
Maybe he was really reborn just to see her more, maybe the man's powerful inner thoughts resisted his body's original desire for survival.
Ye Qianxun turned his head and looked out the window. He himself was not a good person. His worldview always respected the strong.
It was the first time he met someone like that man.
It's really amazing to be able to resist the original desire to survive in my heart.
Ye Qianxun looked at the woman who was still sleeping, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly. Little sister, you are really lucky to meet him.
There was chaos in the dream, and Ye Youran kept chasing a thin figure. The other party ran very fast. She couldn't catch up, and accidentally fell. When she raised her head, the figure had disappeared.
The moist tears at the corners of the eyes slowly slid down, with helplessness and nostalgia, "Goodbye...little dumb..."