"You really don't care?"
Someone whispered in his ear again.
Qi Jian didn't even bother to open his eyes. "If we don't care, they'll die even faster."
"I know, that's why I didn't rush out, but how come you're so calm?"
Qi Jian remained silent, as if he were asleep.
Dou Bingsong didn't care whether he was asleep or not. He only knew that he would feel uncomfortable if he didn't say something. "Don't think I'm talking too much. I haven't thought you're cold and heartless. Qi Jian, is your heart made of stone? Can't you show even a little bit of heartache?"
He continued rambling on and on, but Qi Jian perfectly managed to ignore it.
During this time, Dou Bingsong also checked his breathing to make sure he was still alive.
Thank goodness, he's still breathing. Otherwise, how lonely it would be for him to live alone in this godforsaken place.
Dou Bingsong touched his stomach, which was so hungry it was no longer growling. He had been starving for a long time. He counted the days; they had been trapped here for ten days, and he and Qi Jian hadn't eaten anything for three days!
He touched his body and found a piece of jerky, about the size of his palm. Dou Bingsong felt it was time to get rid of it.
He took it out, broke it in half, and held one piece to Qi Jian's nose. He saw Qi Jian sniff it clearly and open his eyes.
"Didn't you say you'd eat before you die, so you could die full?"
Dou Bingsong rolled his eyes. "This is barely enough to fill a tooth gap. You'll be lucky if you don't starve to death. Hurry up and eat."
Qi Jian pursed his lips and shook his head, "You eat, I'm not hungry."
Dou Bingsong couldn't stand Qi Jian's stubborn attitude, so he stuffed the jerky into Qi Jian's mouth and said, "Come on, I saw you swallowing your saliva."
Qi Jian, “…”
"One more day."
"Um?"
"This protective shield will only last for one day."
Dou Bingsong was happily munching on jerky when he heard Qi Jian's words and suddenly lost his appetite. "Brother, can we not start the countdown at a time like this?"
Qi Jian asked, "Do you think Meng Luo can resurrect that woman?"
Dou Bingsong was munching on dried meat. "How would I know?" he said.
Qi Jian lowered his eyes, "Do other interstellar spaces really exist?" He had heard a lot of crazy things Meng Luo said these days.
Dou Bingsong swallowed the meat. "Maybe."
He wiped his mouth and said, "I've noticed you're talking a lot today. Are you trying to leave a will? I can't take it with you." They're probably going to die together.
Qi Jian rolled his eyes, thinking to himself how Zhi Su could have sent such an idiot to meet him, causing him to be discovered by Meng Luo. Otherwise, although he couldn't get out of here, he would be free, okay? But this idiot will have to die with him.
Qi Jian thought about all the information he had gathered since he started investigating Meng Luo, and he lost hope that Zhi Su would come to rescue him. Dou Bingsong had been in there for so long and no one had come to rescue him. Maybe someone had come, but this place was really hard to find.
Ignoring him again, Dou Bingsong pouted, "At least eat the meat in your hand."
Qi Jian stuffed the meat into Dou Bingsong's mouth.
Dou Bingsong stammered, his mouth full of meat, "What are you doing?"
Qi Jian remained calm. "If you have enough stamina, we can last longer."
"Oh—sigh, I was just moved for nothing. I was thinking you finally showed some humanity."
"Bang—"
The protective shield was kicked; it was Meng Luo.
Dou Bingsong leaned against the wall, resting his head on it. "I say, Lord Alliance Leader, isn't it annoying that you come to kick my protective shield every day? You can't even get in."
Meng Luo remained silent and continued kicking.
Dou Bingsong noticed, "Hey, didn't you always use your hands to pound it before? Why are you using your feet today?"
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