The person who had been looking around in confusion turned their head immediately upon hearing this and spotted the person standing not far away.
Suddenly, Lu Cijian's bewildered eyes lit up, and he tried to get closer to Jiang Yimian, but the wound on his chest kept pulling at his body, making him sway and unable to move at all.
The blood flowing from his heart, however, was now acting as a significant constraint on him, as if pulling him back and preventing him from moving.
Because of the probing earlier, Lu Cijian felt a sharp pain in his chest again, which made his already pale face even paler.
Jiang Yimian immediately ran towards him and hugged the pale-faced phantom.
Touching the person in his arms, Lu Cijian finally breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on his pale face. "Mianmian, I've found you."
Jiang Yimian's eyes instantly reddened as she stared at the gaping wound on Lu Cijian's chest for a long while before saying, "Are you stupid? How did you get yourself into this state?"
Although she wasn't quite sure how Lu Cijian had gotten there, she could guess that it must have been to save her.
If it weren't for the red thread of blood guiding her, she wouldn't have known where to go, let alone regained her memories.
They might simply give up searching for those sounds and be completely swallowed up by the light spots.
Seeing that Lu Cijian's chest wound not only showed no signs of healing, but was also gushing blood even more profusely, once again becoming a red line floating in mid-air, Jiang Yimian couldn't help but feel anxious, "How do you stop the bleeding from this wound?"
If the wound is left to continue like this, Lu Cijian will surely die from excessive blood loss before long.
As for those red threads, she had just witnessed them evaporate directly under the light spot.
That's all the blood from the person in front of you.
Lu Cijian watched her frantically trying to stop the bleeding, but he just smiled, took her slender hand, and casually said, "How could the blood here be real? Mianmian, don't you want to go back with me?"
He wasn't sure if Mianmian wanted to stay in their world.
If Mianmian wanted to leave, he naturally wouldn't stop her.
However, he still cared a little about what Ling Xu said.
He wasn't sure if Mianmian could survive if she returned to her own world.
He wanted to live a long and fulfilling life.
Jiang Yimian frowned upon hearing this, clearly not believing the other person's words, but met their unusually bright peach blossom eyes.
She replied earnestly, "How could I not want to go back? My family and friends are here, and so are you.
I want to be with you all.
From the beginning, she did not feel a sense of belonging to this world and had the idea of not wanting to stay here.
But because she couldn't leave, and because she wasn't sure if she was dead in the real world, the thought only occasionally echoed in her mind.
But now, after experiencing so much, she has so much in this world, all of which are people and things she is unwilling to give up.
How could she bear to leave?
Upon hearing this, Lu Cijian's smile deepened, and he looked down at Jiang Yimian carefully for a while before saying, "That's good."
The red line behind me points to the exit; that's the portal. If you leave from here, you should be able to return quickly.
He had been here for a long time and had basically figured out the situation in the darkness around him.
His blood couldn't touch those tiny spots of light, but he could approach the somewhat dim door behind him.
He guessed that the door must be the one to get back.
Jiang Yimian nodded, but her gaze remained fixed on Lu Cijian as she said, "Let's go back together now."
Lu Cijian didn't move; the blurriness in front of him was almost making it impossible for him to see the person in front of him.
He blinked, barely managing to stay awake, and forced a smile, saying, "What, scared? You go back first, I need to collect this blood before I can move."
As soon as he entered, the blood in his body automatically flew out.
At first, he didn't know why, but later, when he seemed to sense Mianmian's presence, he realized that his blood was searching for Mianmian.
Therefore, he deliberately tore open his wound, just to find Mianmian quickly in the darkness.
Now that the person has been found, as long as Mianmian can go back, he no longer needs to force himself to stay.
The prolonged lack of blood flow has caused him to feel dizzy.
He would die from excessive blood loss in no time.
He would be relieved as long as Mianmian could return within this moment.
Jiang Yimian continued to stare at him, her eyes still red, but no longer as tearful as before.
At this moment, those eyes held a serious and unyielding tone. "Then I'll wait for you to go back together."
Having said that, she directly took the young man's large hand, showing no intention of leaving.
Lu Cijian froze for a moment, his hand clasped with Jiang Yimian's trembling slightly, but he still forced a smile despite the dizziness and blurred vision in his head, saying, "Mianmian, you should go back first. Everyone is very worried about you."
"I'll be back in a little while."
His voice softened slightly as he finished speaking.
Jiang Yimian just stared intently at him, her reddened eyes unconsciously brimming with tears again, "Lu Cijian, don't lie to me."
This blood, this blood, it's all real, isn't it? It's all from your body.
Are you feeling really bad right now? Please tell me what to do, I don't want to go back alone.
She was reluctant to part with the Jiang family and her friends, but she also couldn't bear to part with Lu Cijian, and she didn't want to see Lu Cijian die because of her.
If that's the case, she would rather it be her who died.
She was already dead, but heaven gave her another chance. She was lucky enough to experience so much beauty in another world and meet Lu Cijian.
As Lu Cijian watched the girl's tears fall incessantly, his already torn heart ached even more.
But a smile still lingered on her pale face. "How could that be? Don't you believe me? When have I ever lied to you? Mianmian, don't cry, it breaks my heart."
He raised his hand and carefully touched the girl's face, gently wiping away the tears that kept sliding down her face with his thumb.
A few drops fell onto his hand, the scorching heat making his large hand tremble slowly, but he did not pull his hand away, patiently wiping away the girl's tears little by little.
His vision gradually blurred, not entirely because of excessive blood loss, but also because of reluctance.
From the moment he decided to save Mianmian, he was already prepared to die.
He was content to be able to see Mianmian one last time before he died.
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