Prison Building I

In the next few days, he had a high fever in a daze. Xiaobing got a broken quilt from nowhere and put it under his body, and fed him water and food, but he couldn't eat anymore. Occasionally sipping a sip of water to moisten the throat is also a life-saving situation.

Xiao Bing watched him lose weight at a speed visible to the naked eye, his withered arms stretched out from his sleeves, pale and pale, and when he looked at his face, his face became paler and paler.I can't help stretching out my hand and slowly covering it——

"what are you doing."

"Hey, you can still talk."

Xiao Bing smiled, a smile from the heart, and his red rough face was softened under the moonlight.

"It's good if you're not dead," Xiaobing seemed to be talking to himself, and murmured, reaching out his hand and shaking Ruan Chen: "I'll take you out."

Ruan Chen knew that he was as timid as a mouse, and he couldn't help laughing in his heart when he heard this, knowing that he would not be able to survive for a few more days, seeing his blushing very seriously, he thought of teasing him a bit, and lightly He asked lightly, "Where are you going?"

Unexpectedly, Xiao Bing cupped his hands to his chest, stared at him with burning eyes and said, "Go to a place where no one knows you."

"Haha," Ruan Chen laughed, and was panting heavily again. Xiao Bing patted him on the back, and said in a sad tone, "I have found out about Young Master Jiang's whereabouts."

Then he lowered his head: "They said, tomorrow—"

"where is he?"

Xiaobing looked into Ruan Chen's eyes with some doubts: "Don't you care about yourself? You know those people, they want to—"

"I asked you where he is?" Ruan Chen was very persistent. He wiped away the blood overflowing from the wound on the corner of his mouth due to coughing. His light brown pupils looked very pure under the moonlight.

Xiao Bing looked into his beautiful and extraordinary eyes, and his whole body sank into it completely. He shook his head: "What's the use of knowing, anyway, I'm going to be arrested anyway. Master and the others have already set off."

Ruan Chen lowered his head and pursed the corners of his mouth, and slanted back into the corner, his silver hair also lost its luster. Xiao Bing could only hear a faint sigh in the darkness, as if he had told all these years of infatuation. Low resentment and sadness: "He just can't wait..."

Yes, he was still thrashing and struggling on the verge of death, desperately like a fish dying of thirst, the master just abandoned him!Ruan Chen glanced mockingly at Xiaobing's rolling Adam's apple, and gently closed his eyes.

After so many years of running and threatening, those people—those beasts have some dirty thoughts about him, does the master not know at all?The master really doesn't care about what will happen to him if he loses his value.

Xiao Bing's heart twitched, and he felt pain, he seemed to understand the meaning of Ruan Chen's words, where is he - anyway, he's not with you!

"Don't think about it," Xiao Bing reached out and stroked his soft hair: "They are all going to Paris with their master tonight, and I will take you away!"

Ruan Chen laughed, drew circles on his chest with his hands, squinted at him with winking eyes, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and answered the wrong question: "There are thousands of kinds in the world—don't ask for floating clouds!"

Xiao Bing broke out in a cold sweat, vomiting blood was a very bad omen, he shook his hands to wipe off the blood, but no matter how hard he wiped it off, Xiao Bing's face turned pale, and he was about to cry.

"Don't scare me, hey, wake up! Wake up!"

Xiaobing's tears flowed out, he hugged Ruan Chen and rushed out desperately: "Save him, please! He is dying, please save him, please save him..."

The few remaining servants looked at him with weird eyes, avoiding him as if they saw a madman.Xiao Bing's voice became lower and lower. He hugged the cold Ruan Chen and knelt in the middle of the yard, with a lonely and cold moon hanging above him, which made people's hearts feel cold.

Once you are proud of yourself, everyone looks up to you, and you can make your intestines around.

The infatuation is wiped out, and the soul is gone, and I wish to be a heartbroken man in the next life.

Don't complain and don't love long, the young man helping the horse laughs at me frivolously!

Xiao Xiao, the quick guest sword of the Southern Dynasty, raised his head to drink the bright moonlight.

In the chants and songs among the flowers, the grievances and grievances of the previous life are all short.

Nian Ye laughed angrily and followed him, pointing out that the sky occupies the land and only I am the king!

The author has something to say:

I hope that in the next life, I can be a person who is not fettered by the love of my children, and my life is free and easy, free and lively.