Chapter 32 You are the only light in my life



Tang Qiqi stretched out his hand, and just as his hand was about to touch the clay sculpture, he found a word on one side of the clay sculpture - light.

'What would you like to be called?'

'Light'

"Light? Ugly, what does it have to do with light?"

'You are the only light in my life.'

When Tang Qiqi touched the clay sculpture, he pulled his hand back as if he had been electrocuted.

In an instant, something flashed through her mind and her vision went blank for a moment.

After the blank, it was followed by a piercing pain from head to toe.

Head, limbs, even heart.

Red eyes, clay sculpture, lonely back, the boy in the dream.

It was as if something was breaking through the seal and forcing its way into her brain.

She wanted to grab it, but the senses in her body were magnified countless times at this moment, and the pain came like a wave, causing her to fall to the ground helplessly.

Unwilling, unyielding, and unwilling!

She stretched out her hand and wanted to try again, but the piercing pain forced her back to reality.

There was only darkness before my eyes.

I could faintly hear someone growling in my ear, and the voice broke several times.

"Seventh Brother?!"

"Tang Qiqi!!"

"Xia Qi!!!"

"Little brat, call me sister and I won't hit you."

"Then you continue to fight."

"Still not convinced?"

"I don't agree!"

"Then I'll beat you until you submit."

"Can you please stop slapping me in the face?"

'cannot!'

Crying, graffiti on the wall, and a little boy on the ground.

Tang Qiqi slowly opened his eyes.

The first thing that catches your eye is a sea of ​​white, with a pungent smell of disinfectant lingering around.

Hospital?

Tang Qiqi sat up suddenly and looked around.

The unpleasant smell and the deserted ward made her feel uncomfortable.

His brows were deeply furrowed, his hands resting on his eyebrows, and the scene before he lost consciousness reappeared before his eyes.

Why did that clay sculpture give her a splitting headache?

Graffiti wall...

Oh right! That graffiti wall!

Tang Qiqi hurriedly pulled out the needle from the back of her hand, and just as she got out of bed, the door of the ward suddenly opened.

Tang Qiqi was walking in a hurry and failed to stop in time, causing his head to hit a strong chest.

At the same time, a strong smell of tobacco wafted into my nose.

Qi Yan quickly supported the man, and when he saw the back of the hand where blood was still oozing from the needle hole, his handsome brows wrinkled.

Without saying a word, he pulled the person back to the bed and said, "Lie down!"

Tang Qiqi looked up in surprise.

It turns out the little brat is so fierce.

After being looked at like this, Qi Yan realized that he was anxious because of the heartache and couldn't control his tone for a while.

When he spoke again, his voice softened unconsciously, "Lie down first."

Tang Qiqi raised his head slightly while sitting on the bed.

The blood-red pupils before fainting gradually turned back to black, and no emotion could be seen in the deep eyes.

But Tang Qiqi still vaguely felt that something had changed.

Compared to before, these eyes seemed to hide some secrets, and there was a bit more melancholy in them.

Retracting his gaze, seeing the frown still on his face, Tang Qiqi coughed lightly, "Sorry, I scared you."

The hand holding the paper and pressing it against Tang Qiqi's needle hole suddenly stopped.

The person in front of me was half-squatting, with his eyes lowered so I couldn't see the expression on his face.

After this voice fell, Ben's brows, which had relaxed, furrowed again.

It seems that the little brat was really scared.

Tang Qiqi suddenly felt a little guilty. After thinking for a while, he said, "I'm fine. Let's go back."

Qi Yan slowly raised his head, remained silent for a few seconds, and then opened his thin lips and said, "Okay."

Okay, no reason needed.

As long as she wants.

The moment she fainted in his arms, the hand that was raised as if to grab something made him anxious and worried, but he also felt a hint of anticipation in his heart.

But now, he didn't want her to remember anything.

He just wanted her to be well.

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