Chu Junyao was dragged away by Murong Xing.
Gradually, things outside returned to calm.
Yan Xi lay weakly on the bed, tears from the corners of her eyes quietly flowing past her ears.
Xiao Jingwen's desperate and dark eyes appeared in front of him, and he curled up in pain.
After a long time, he took a breath and called out with his consciousness, "System, are you awake?"
"Ding! System No. 5555 is in hibernation. Please complete the task and replenish your energy." The answer he got was a cold, mechanical, and emotionless electronic sound.
Hearing the words "mission completed", Yan Xi clenched his fingers, covered his chest, and said to himself: "I feel so uncomfortable here. Seeing him sad, I feel uncomfortable too. System, tell me, what should I do?"
"Ding! System No. 5555 is in hibernation. Please complete the task and replenish energy."
Yan Xi closed his eyes, hugged the quilt, and felt quiet, lonely and helpless. He didn't know how long it took before he fell into a deep sleep.
Maybe I was not at peace even in my dream and was sweating profusely.
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Ji Wushang was about to fall asleep when suddenly, there was a loud bang, lightning, thunder, and heavy rain, which scared him.
Fortunately, it’s just thunder and rain.
I thought it was an earthquake.
Ji Wushang stood up and closed the window that was blown open by the strong wind, wondering why it was raining so heavily.
But he didn't expect that the next moment, he almost had a heart attack.
Xiao Jingwen, drenched like a drowned chicken, stumbled into the yard and fell to the ground before he could stand firmly.
Ji Wushang's heart tightened. He lit a candle, put on his clothes, rushed out, and brought the person in.
Under the wildly flickering candlelight, Xiao Jingwen sat on the chair with a pale face and wet body.
It looked like he had just vomited blood, with blood still remaining at the corners of his mouth and on his clothes.
My whole body was cold and I was shaking uncontrollably.
But he seemed to feel nothing, with no emotion on his face, his eyes staring into space, motionless.
Like a puppet with its soul taken away.
Ji Wushang, who had found some clean clothes, saw him like this and his eyebrows twitched. "Wen'er, change these clothes."
Hearing this, Xiao Jingwen's eyes moved. Without saying anything, he stretched out his slender white hand to take the clothes and made a gesture to stand up. But in the next moment, the world spun around, and his eyes went dark. He could only vaguely hear Ji Wushang's exclamation, "Wen'er!"
Xiao Jingwen fell seriously ill, with a high fever and coma that lasted for five days.
No matter how Ji Wushang shouted during these five days, it was useless.
He didn't want to wake up.
Ji Wushang thought of Yan Xi, but after asking around, he found out that the child was also sick. The Shangshu Mansion had surrounded Yan Xi's yard for the past few days, and no outsiders could enter except the doctor.
Ji Wushang could only look at the young man with his eyes closed on the bed with a sad face, and sighed, "Why are you doing this?"
As he said this, he glanced outside the house.
The rain was pouring down heavily, and the flowers, plants and trees that had just sprouted and bloomed were wilted by the rain.
It has been raining for the past few days, the temperature has dropped sharply, and the sky is always gloomy.
It's very depressing.
Xiao Jingwen's consciousness was in a daze. He walked in the darkness for a long time but could not reach the end.
For a moment, I gave up struggling and lay there, unwilling to move.
"Are you really going to give up?"
A voice I had never heard before entered my ears.
He concentrated and looked everywhere, but found nothing. "Who?"
"Get up and go out. If you give up, you will lose everything." It was the same voice, but this time he heard it more clearly.
Faintly, it was his own voice.
Xiao Jingwen was slightly stunned.
Yes, if you give up, you have nothing.
If the ending is the same as the previous life, why give him hope?
Yanxi...
He silently recited this extremely familiar name and laughed softly.
In the afternoon, the rain stopped. Almost at the same time, the young man who had been in a coma for five days slowly opened his eyes, silently straightened up and sat beside the bed. Ji Wushang, who was guarding the bed, was stunned when he saw this.
"Wen'er?"
Xiao Jingwen raised his eyes to look at him, his whole body was unspeakably calm, "I'm a little hungry."
The voice was neither sad nor happy, but strangely indifferent.
For some reason, Ji Wushang felt something strange in his heart. He always felt that there was something different about him. "Wait a minute, uncle, I will order someone to serve the food right away."
He hurried out, leaving Xiao Jingwen alone.
The young man's calm black eyes caught a glimpse of the wooden carving of a figure at the head of the bed. He pursed his pale lips, reached out and grasped it tightly. A flash of red light emerged from his eyes and disappeared in an instant.
You are mine.
No one can stop it.
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