Chapter 730: You are pretty big

Although Carl just noticed it, he didn't expect it to be so serious.
Looking at Fu Siyu's face, it was already pale as paper.
Karl stared blankly at the blood in his hand and the blood-colored rose blooming on Fu Siyu.
Regardless of whether it was or now, he didn't want to kill Fu Siyu all the time.
So Karl thought, just like that, let Fu Siyu die like this, he it!
But why is his hand trembling.
He is a killer, and he can clearly feel the loss of Fu Siyu's life.
Karl kept repeating a sentence in his heart: Don’t save him, don’t save him
Fu Siyu is dead, so he doesn't have to suffer anymore.
and so
So be it!
When Fu Siyu opened his eyes again, the world was blue and white, the feeling of shaking, making him feel like a ghost, wandering in heaven
But it was only a momentary feeling. Fu Siyu stared at the sky for a while, then sat up from the deck.
Looking down at his chest, he raised his hand and pressed lightly, and found that the wound was only a slight pain, and it should be healed.
It seems that he has been unconscious for a long time.
Karl finally chose to save him.
At this time, he was standing on a fishing boat, surrounded by the sea, the sky was very blue, everything looked so beautiful.
Not far from where he was lying, in the middle of the fishing boat, was a cremation table covered with dry firewood and flowers.
""Fu Siyu saw this crematorium, and his somewhat loose pupil suddenly shrunk.
auzw.com Finally, he turned his head to look at the man sitting in the boat with his hair on.
Hearing the movement behind him, Carl turned back instantly.
Looking at the unconscious man for half a month, he suddenly sat up from the deck, Carl's eyes flashed by surprise, and his expression was even more moving.
But when Fu Siyu's eyes came to look, Fu Siyu's face had returned to natural, extremely calm.
The two eyes collided, and Carl turned his head quickly to point his face at the sea, and said lightly: "You are pretty big."
Because Fu Siyu lost too much blood, there was no match for his blood type in the town. The doctor at the clinic said that he could not survive this half a month.
Fu Siyu looked at Carl with complicated eyes. He didn't speak, but stood up from the deck, stabilized his body, and walked towards the bow of the ship.
Perceiving Fu Siyu's approach, Carl's back was not stiff.
Fu Siyu walked slowly because the fishing boat was swaying.
As his breath drew closer and closer, Carl's whole body was tight and tight.
Fu Siyu stopped at the bow and sat down next to Karl's back, then put his chin on Carl's shoulder very naturally, his arms around his waist from behind.
Karl's body was trembling instinctively, although he had tried to relax himself, but his body had already produced a kind of rejection and fear for Fu Siyu.
"I heard."
"You say I wake up, forgive me."
Fu Siyu's face gently rubbed Carl's neck, his hoarse voice with a kind of joy.
He didn't know how long he had fallen asleep, but when he realized that he was trapped by darkness, he heard Karl's voice.
That's why he woke up.
Karl's body became stiff, and he did not expect Fu Siyu in a coma to hear those words clearly.
There was an instant panic in my heart.
Fu Siyu's hands became tighter, and he could clearly feel the powerful heartbeat on his back.