Chapter 503 Why Are You Nervous?

"Why are you so nervous?" Jing Qian didn't understand.

Zhan Lichuan buried his face in the pillow, and his low, hoarse voice sounded muffled when he spoke.

"You said you don't like me...you will leave me...I can't keep you..."

Jing Qian: ...

"Although I can understand, but... when I think about you leaving, my heart aches and I feel sad. I am... afraid that the day you leave will come very soon."

Jing Qian: ...

Looking at the huge creature lying on the bed, Jing Qian felt a little confused.

But what I felt more was heartache.

Jing Qian stared at the man lying on the bed in a daze for a long while, and then he said in surrender: "Um... I don't think I said these words. It seems that you said these words yourself."

Zhan Lichuan recalled the conversation between the two...

It seems that is what he said.

But it was because she said she would not give birth to a baby for him that he went along with her words.

Zhan Lichuan felt a tightness in his chest when he thought about how his first love didn't even give birth to a baby for him.

Jing Qian could clearly feel a gas conflicting with her vitality.

"Why do I feel like there's a conflict in your heart meridians? Is there something wrong with you? You're in the middle of an attack, and this energy can easily block your meridians."

Seeing Zhan Lichuan didn't speak, Jing Qian asked: "Achuan, why don't you speak?"

"I dare not say."

The man's face was half covered in the pillow, and he spoke in a muffled voice, looking extremely pitiful.

"Why?"

"I'm afraid you'll be unhappy if I tell you."

"No, you say." Jing Qian, who had already passed the stress reaction, suddenly acted like a man.

"I'm afraid you'll leave suddenly..."

Jing Qian: ...

"I'm not asking you to give birth to a baby for me. I don't mind if I never have a baby in this life. But... my life belongs to you. If you leave, can you take me with you?"

Jing Qian transferred more and more of his energy into Zhan Lichuan's body, and Zhan Lichuan really felt that the tension in his whole body was decreasing. Although there was still pain deep in his bone marrow, he could move at least, and he was not so panicked anymore.

But Jing Qian was already drunk, and with his energy rapidly draining away, his brain became less alert.

Hearing Zhan Lichuan's pitiful inquiry, Jing Qian agreed directly on impulse.

"Um."

Zhan Lichuan:? ? ?

"Qianqian, what are you talking about?"

"Didn't you say you were mine? If you were mine, I would take you with me wherever I go in the future."

Zhan Lichuan was startled, and then a sense of ecstasy surged up. He ignored the pain in his body and suddenly propped himself up and looked back.

Now, the wound, which was already somewhat broken, finally broke open perfectly due to Zhan Lichuan's self-destructive act.

Jing Qian: ...

"Your wound has split open."

Zhan Lichuan looked at his wife's terribly gloomy face, and his heart skipped a beat. His enthusiasm turned into obedience, and he slowly bent down, lay down, and then slowly put his claws, which were deformed by pain, to his sides.

After that, he stopped talking.

When Jing Qian looked at Zhan Lichuan like this, he found him funny and well-behaved, yet still a little distressed.

So he went to the studio and took out a set of needle and thread from the safe.

“It hurts a little.”

"It doesn't matter, as long as you can take me with you when you leave in the future, nothing else matters."

Jing Qian pursed his lips, disinfected the wound and then sutured it again.

(End of this chapter)