What to do if your male god is too good at self-attack

From a distance, I saw two figures falling into the river together. A muffled thunder sounded, followed by fine raindrops falling on the ground.

Although he couldn't see anything clearly, Yue Zhou was certain that it must be He Yue!

He jumped into the water without thinking, and swam desperately towards He Yue, every second counts, completely ignoring Chen Song who passed by him.

The two people swam in an intertwined manner, each with their own other shore.

The faint blue light underwater enveloped He Yue, and a faint pink color seeped out of her body. It was blood.

She's hurt!

Realizing this, Yue Zhou gritted his teeth and swam towards her faster.

As He Yue's body continued to sink, Yue Zhou finally grasped her fair wrist and held her in his arms.

After Yue Zhou pulled He Yue out of the water, he could no longer care about so many things. He immediately held her face and breathed for her. When he touched her lips, he felt cold, and the chill went straight to his heart.

The rain was driven down by the thunder and lightning, but his world was dead silent, and everything in front of him was black and white, with only He Yue's pale face.

He pressed her chest again and again, listening carefully to her heartbeat.

No, nothing.

His folded hands began to tremble, and Yue Zhou kept shouting her name: "He Yue, don't scare me!"

Don't scare me, I have overcome so many difficulties to be with you, you can't leave me.

"Heyue, wake up, don't sleep."

The mixture of rain and river water slid down his tall nose and fell on Heyue's pale face. Yuezhou still kept calling her name: "Heyue!"

I don’t know if it was because she heard his hoarse cry, but He Yue spat out a mouthful of water.

He Yue woke up slowly, and before she could see the person in front of her clearly, she immediately raised her hand and pushed him: "Get... out of the way!"

Yue Zhou looked back and saw Chen Song holding a sharp-angled boulder that was about to fall down. At this critical moment, a familiar figure rushed over, hugged Chen Song around the waist and threw him to the side.

"Xiaobai!" Yue Zhou shouted.

He Yue was lying on the ground, drizzling. She was badly injured and her hands that were supporting her body were sore that she fell to the ground again. Tears streamed down her nose. All she could see was the bicycle that Song Xiaobai had ridden, lying on the ground, with the wheels spinning non-stop.

It kept spinning, and with a thunder that illuminated half the sky, He Yue's memory was awakened: "Xiao Bai..."

"Walk slower, no, why are you in such a hurry?" Jiang Shaoming followed behind He Yue, "Are you going to look for a handsome guy?"

He Yue was annoyed by his nagging: "No, I have something to do, something very important, please don't follow me anymore."

"No, I just want to follow you." Jiang Shaoming followed He Yue nonchalantly, "He Yue, don't look down on me. Sooner or later, you will beg me not to leave you."

Jiang Shaoming was daydreaming about the future, and stumbled. He looked down and shouted angrily, "Whose bike is this? It's parked in the wrong place!"

He uttered a curse word and broke the bicycle chain with his foot.

It's this bicycle.

It turns out that the other person who appeared at the crime scene that night, the real murderer, was... Song Xiaobai!

"No." He Yue didn't know where she got the strength from, but she suddenly stood up. As she shouted, the sky suddenly became incredibly dark, and the lightning struck Song Xiaobai's face.

Half light, half dark.

"Xiaobai, stop!"

As He Yue landed, Song Xiaobai raised a knife. He held Chen Song, who had a bruised face and nose, in one hand, and the knife was hanging above Chen Song's head.

Yue Zhou helped He Yue up. He recognized the knife in Song Xiaobai's hand, which he took from the kitchen of Jiang Manyue's villa.

Song Xiaobai disappeared early this morning. It was impossible for him to get the news and go back to get the knife before rushing back. He might have hidden the knife long ago and made up his mind to kill Chen Song.

Perhaps today, Yang Langzi was driving too fast and his bicycle could not catch up, so he went around in circles and only appeared now.

"Did you hear that? She told you to stop." Chen Song raised his eyebrows with great pride, and while Song Xiaobai was distracted, he kicked him on the knee. Song Xiaobai immediately became shorter, but he still grabbed Chen Song's collar and refused to let go.

"noob!"

"noob!"

The voices overlapped, He Yue called out his name distressedly, and turned back after hearing other voices.

It was Luo Yilan and Lin Xianing who came hurriedly.

Song Xiaobai stood up again, turned around, shackled Chen Song's neck, and put the knife on his neck.

"Why are you all here?"

He held the knife, but his eyes were still as innocent as a child's.

"It turned out to be him."

Lin Xia Ning realized something. She didn't expect that the murderer they were looking for was Song Xiaobai, the Song Xiaobai who risked his life to rush into the fire to save people, the Song Xiaobai who saved glass bottles to buy gifts for everyone, their little follower.

"How... is it possible?" As soon as he finished speaking, tears were already streaming down his face.

Lin Xia Ning shook her head, unable to believe it.

Luo Yilan slowly approached Song Xiaobai: "Xiaobai, this matter has nothing to do with you, give me the knife."

Song Xiaobai shook his head and refused: "He is a bad guy!"

"Yes, but this matter has nothing to do with you."

Song Xiaobai felt a little aggrieved: "Why doesn't it matter? Aren't we good friends? I want to protect you!"

Lightning flashed across the sky, and everyone present shuddered with fear.

"Every one of you is in pain." Song Xiaobai was very upset about his inability to do anything. "Brother Zhu is dead, Luo Luo had a nightmare, Xiao He had a nightmare, and you almost died too!" He moved his knife closer, "As long as he dies, you won't be sad!"

"Xiaobai." He Yue called him. Although she almost fainted from the pain caused by the wound whenever she moved, she still smiled at Song Xiaobai and said, "Do you want to go to the capital to play?"

When Song Xiaobai heard this, he was stunned for a moment. He looked at He Yue and shed two lines of tears, which were quickly washed away by the rain.

"Do you want to know what college looks like?" He Yue let go of Yue Zhou's hand and stepped closer to Song Xiaobai. "The pizza shop has a new flavor. Didn't you say you wanted to try it last time?"

Chen Song covered the wound on his abdomen and looked at He Yue with a playful look. This woman was indeed unwilling to give up easily no matter what.

Song Xiaobai nodded dumbly, and He Yue choked up and stretched out her hand to him: "So, give me the knife, this matter has nothing to do with you, don't get yourself involved." He Yue pointed at Luo Yilan and Lin Xianing, "We are still going to Beijing to study in college and eat pizza together."

Looking at the sky getting darker and darker, Chen Song knew that he no longer had the chance to rush to the dock and board the ship to freedom and wealth.

Chen Song looked at the faces in front of him and should have hated them, but wasn’t hatred born out of love?

He looked at them. Each of them wanted to kill him, but now they were all persuading Song Xiaobai to put down the knife.

Wouldn't Chen Song understand that they were only nervous about this fool? He sneered in his heart, but he actually felt the knife on his neck gradually loosen its force.

Malice filled his heart, and Chen Song didn't want to be the only one to lose in this fight!

"As long as I am alive, all of you, including Luo Yilan, will die!"