Quick Transmigration: The villains don't follow the routine!

"I... I can't drink it anymore." Song Le shook her head again and again, strongly resisting the soup that was handed to her.

But Feng Xi still stubbornly poured her half a bowl, the strong taste of traditional Chinese medicine was bitter and unpleasant, and Song Le felt dispirited after drinking it all.

Lying on the table to rest, Song Le stared blankly at the darkness in front of him, and suddenly asked, "Feng Xi, is there any point in doing this?"

Countless tonics have been taken, but the body is still getting weaker and lethargic day by day. Not only does it not relieve, but it intensifies.

And there are so many black sesame seeds in the meal recently, probably the hair is starting to gray.

Just like a terminally ill person, he can only watch helplessly in the end.

Is it meaningful to save Feng Xi who is so stubborn and can't listen to anything?

But what responded to her was a deathly silence, and finally she felt drowsy, and just before falling asleep, she seemed to hear a low, dim, crying whisper from Feng Xi.

Song Le woke up again in the night.

The clothes on her body were clean and fragrant, apparently Feng Xi had changed them for her.

The hot temperature against the back is Feng Xi's chest. The night is frosty and cold, and Song Le is moved by this warmth.

But in the next breath, she heard a low-pitched cry. The hands around her waist were so tight that they seemed to strangle her into her own flesh and blood, and there was an undetectable restraint. The pain and despair penetrated into her nerve endings like a knife.

Is it a seal...?

Song Le wasn't sure, so he held his breath and waited for a while.

"Is Master awake?" A hoarse and soft voice rang in his ears.

He did cry.Song Le's heart tightened, and she replied lightly: "Yes."

The dark room fell into a relatively silent silence.

After an unknown amount of time, Song Le plucked up the courage to break the dead silence, and persuaded, "Feng Xi..."

"This world is very prosperous. You can go and see it. After many years, when you look back, you will find how insignificant the pain of today is."

If she said that she no longer understood Feng Xi's feelings for her, it would be pretending.

But this kind of intention can't be said to be liking, it should be more dependent.Song Le patted the back of his tightly clenched hands to comfort him.

The seal behind him froze, and after a while he said dryly: "Don't say these things."

Silence for a moment.

Song Le still couldn't help but said: "Feng Xi...you only care about me because I used to...In short, you should look at other people, you are so good, for sure."

"Stop talking!" Feng Xi roared as if he couldn't listen anymore, and the sound of crying faintly came into being again.

"You don't believe it at all, you don't believe my intentions, do you?!" He didn't say he likes it, no one has ever taught him what it means to like her, but for her, once he sees her, he can't take his eyes off her, As long as she thinks about it, all emotions follow her.

With such deep concern, how could she...

She doesn't know, she doesn't know anything!

When the white clothes walked against the gentle sunlight, when he was reflected in those bright eyes, and when those soft hands gently touched the top of his head, he felt like a real person, coming here There is meaning in the world, not rubbish that no one wants anyone to kick away.

But the existence that made him meaningful denied his own meaning, and abandoned him once again.

What is he?

Song Le was silent, and after he calmed down a bit, he slowly said: "Feng Xi, this is really only temporary, when I leave, you..."

You may be in pain for a while, but it will pass.

"Don't say it, don't say it, please...don't go, master, I can't live without you, I can't live without you." Feng Xi bit his lips tightly, blood dripped out quickly, his hands trembled, and his voice Trembling, choked up and begged.