Report to Daddy: Mommy is running away from marriage

In the trap, An Zichuan and Wu Xinluo were both hungry and cold, and each other's bodies were suffering to varying degrees.

Time was hard to bear, seeing the light above his head dim again, An Zichuan knew that another day was coming soon.

And Wu Xinluo next to her has long been in a state of depression, and her breathing is a bit rough.

"Luo Luo, you must persevere, and there must be no trouble. If you have something to do, He Lanzhi will be very anxious."

An Zichuan only felt that his whole body was in pain as if it was falling apart, and his head was dizzy, as if someone was hitting him with a hammer non-stop, making him feel like he was about to suffocate from the pain.

But even so, he still pretended to be calm, hugged Wu Xinluo in his arms, and kept cheering her up.

He thought, at this time, only He Lanzhi's name could wake her up.

An Zichuan smiled wryly, the pain on his body was far less than the pain in his heart.

Sure enough, when An Zichuan mentioned He Lanzhi, Wu Xinluo's eyelids rolled up.

"He Lanzhi, you bastard, why didn't he come to save us? After I get out, let's see if I don't scold him properly."

He Lanzhi, where are you?

Have you ever found your woman missing?
Did he come to save her?
She really couldn't hold on anymore.

"You know he's an asshole, but you still have to like him."

An Zichuan chuckled, and spoke as briskly as possible, "You don't care for a good man like me. Sure enough, men are not bad, and women don't love them."

Wu Xinluo raised her eyelids, glanced at An Zichuan, and said in a low voice: "You are such a good man, I won't come to harm you. An unlucky woman like me should harm a big man like He Lanzhi." Badass. We're a perfect match."

Hearing this, An Zichuan smiled wryly again.

He doesn't mind, he doesn't mind her harming him.

If he could become the object of her harm, he would also laugh out loud in his dream.

"Zi Chuan, another day has passed, I'm so tired, let me take a rest."

Wu Xinluo's head is very muddy, and she just wants to have a good sleep.

Maybe next time he wakes up, he will be able to see He Lanzhi's flat face.

"Luo Luo, don't fall asleep, okay? Chat with me for a while."

An Zichuan was flustered, Wu Xinluo's condition was very bad, even worse than him.

At this time, she also started to have a fever, with an abnormal flush on her face.

"No, Zi Chuan, you are so noisy, let me sleep for a while."

Wu Xinluo's voice became lower and lower, and gradually disappeared.

"Lolo, Lolo."

An Zichuan felt even worse in his heart, he kept calling Wu Xinluo's name softly, hoping to wake her up.

However, Wu Xinluo fell into a deep sleep and ignored him at all.

An Zichuan was anxious and panicked, looking at the empty cave, he hugged him helplessly.

Are they really going to die here?

If the two of them really died here, it wouldn't be a bad thing for him, would it?

Life is not the same quilt and death is the same point.

Perhaps, it would be a great comfort to him to die with her like this.

However, he really didn't want to watch the woman he loved die in his arms.

How to do?
Who will save them?

An Zichuan raised his eyes, looked at the darkness above his head, and silently closed his eyes.

"Water, I want to drink water."

The person in his arms murmured.

An Zichuan suddenly opened his eyes, feeling overjoyed.

She's fine, she wants a drink of water.

"Okay, Lolo, wait a minute, I won't let anything happen to you."

An Zichuan took the shards of glass from the side, and slashed his arm again.

He didn't expect anything extravagantly, he just hoped that she could drink his blood and live tenaciously.

And he, even if he lost too much blood and died, he would have no regrets.

For three days in a row, An Zichuan used his own blood to feed Wu Xinluo who was gradually comatose.

When he was about to lose consciousness, there was a rustling sound above his head.

An Zichuan barely opened his eyes, and subconsciously hugged the person in his arms even tighter.

He didn't know who was coming.

I just hope someone comes to rescue them.

"Grandpa, it seems that there are not wild boars below, but two people."

A boy's immature voice came from above his head, An Zichuan was overjoyed when he heard that, and hurriedly shouted in a weak voice: "Help, save us."

They are saved, they are saved.

"Luo Luo, wake up quickly, we are saved."

An Zichuan shook the woman in his arms. Before he passed out, he heard an old voice above his head calling for his grandson to save him.

Wu Xinluo had a dream. In the dream, she and An Zichuan were running desperately in the forest, with dozens of ferocious beasts chasing her behind.

She was anxious and panicked, and shouted He Lanzhi's name, hoping that he would come to save her quickly.

But he was never seen.

The beast behind him opened its mouth wide open, Wu Xinluo screamed in fright.

"what"

Opening his eyes suddenly, Wu Xinluo was still in shock, his chest was heaving and falling.

She stared blankly at the unfamiliar beam above her head, and her thoughts couldn't turn around for a moment.

"Sister, are you awake?"

A little boy appeared at the door of the room, and came in with a bowl of black things in his hands.

Seeing Wu Xinluo opened his eyes, he was immediately surprised.

Wu Xinluo looked at the little boy, and then at the strange environment, with a confused look on his face.

where is she?

She remembered that she and An Zichuan fell into the trap set by the hunter, and then she gradually passed out.

So, are she and An Zichuan rescued now?
"Little brother, did you save me? Where is my companion? Where is he?"

Wu Xinluo struggled to get up, wanting to know An Zichuan's whereabouts as soon as possible.

"Sister, don't worry, the big brother is lying next door, and the doctor my grandfather invited is treating him."

The little boy, about seven or eight years old, came to Wu Xinluo's bed with the medicine juice, and handed the bowl to Wu Xinluo, "This is the medicine prescribed by the doctor. I've been up all day, so drink it while it's hot."

Wu Xinluo stood up reluctantly, her brows were frowned tightly due to the soreness and fatigue all over her body.

She took the medicine bowl, thanked the little boy, swallowed, and swallowed the bowl of bitter medicine with her eyes closed.

Well, it's a bitter medicine.

Wu Xinluo's stomach felt nauseous, and she vomited it out as soon as she drank it.

"Sorry, I didn't mean it."

With an apologetic expression on Wu Xinluo's face, she hurriedly wiped the juice from the corner of her mouth, trying to get out of bed and tidy up.

It's not that she's hypocritical, since she was a child, what she hates to drink the most is traditional Chinese medicine.

The smell of medicine always made her nauseous.

"Sister, lie down quickly, I'll be fine."

Like a little adult, the little boy didn't show the slightest bit of disgust on his face, and hurriedly comforted Wu Xinluo.

Wu Xinluo had a grateful expression on his face, seeing the little boy scrambling around proficiently, the guilt in his heart was even worse.

She is really useless, she will always hurt others.

Right now, I don't know what happened to An Zichuan.