greedy
Sang Jiyue was still sleeping soundly. She was wrapped in a soft plush blanket, which warmed her cold body. Her pale face also had a little warm blush, and she seemed to have a better look.
There seemed to be a rustling sound coming from the front and side, accompanied by a few muffled groans.
Sang Jiyue felt vaguely that the voice was familiar. She pried her eyelids open and began to focus her vision. What she saw was a large black leather seat. The person in the driver's seat in front of her had his back to her, shirtless, and was struggling to treat the gunshot wound on his shoulder blade.
What's going on?
Sang Jiyue's memory still lingered on the moment she took a tranquilizer and fell asleep last night. If nothing unexpected had happened, she should have been on a soft bed, not in the SUV that had been driven away by Sheng Xingzhou.
But now it is obvious that something unexpected has happened.
Fortunately, she didn't feel uncomfortable at this time. Instead, she felt in good spirits because of a good night's sleep.
Sang Jiyue climbed up from the reclining chair, leaned forward, and poked Sheng Xingzhou's sturdy arm: "What's going on?"
Sheng Xingzhou was just wrapping a bandage, holding a corner of it in his mouth. When he heard the sound, he turned to look at Sang Jiyue. He spat out the bandage, not caring about the unbandaged wound, and said to her with a smile, "Isn't it obvious enough? We are the ones eloping this time, Ah Yue."
Sheng Xingzhou did not act on impulse, but had planned it long ago. He thought that the most difficult thing to take Sang Jiyue away would be Sang Jiyue herself, but he did not expect that she slept so soundly last night, which made it convenient for him.
For some reason, the guards that were originally tight around the village were withdrawn. In the end, the only trouble was Jiang Wangxi who was with Sang Jiyue.
They fought, and Sheng Xingzhou was determined to take Sang Jiyue away, not caring about anything else. After being shot, he took the opportunity to carry Sang Jiyue away and disappeared.
It started snowing heavily at daybreak, blocking the view of the road, but it was convenient for Sheng Xingzhou, who was very familiar with the area. The heavy snow became a barrier for Jiang Wangxi and the military to hunt him down. He drove for a long time in the wind and snow, until the road ahead was blocked by a fallen tree in the morning. Sheng Xingzhou had to stop the car and treat his wounds.
It just so happened that Sang Jiyue had also woken up from a good sleep.
Everything is going in a good direction.
"Where is good?" Sang Jiyue asked him expressionlessly, then said without question: "Sheng Xingzhou, take me back now."
Sheng Xingzhou remained unmoved and even said to Sang Jiyue, "Ayue, don't you believe in fate?"
Sang Jiyue looked at him in confusion.
Sheng Xingzhou smiled and said to her, "If you are destined to live with Jiang Wangxi for the next five years, how can I possibly get you out of the village by myself?"
"In other words, if fate is predetermined, then even if I brought you out, you would eventually be sent to Jiang Wangxi by fate. So why are you so anxious for me to send you back? Isn't it better to leave everything to fate?"
Sheng Xingzhou looked at Sang Jiyue and said word by word, "But if I am always by your side, it is fate. Ah Yue, aren't you very good at accepting fate? Then why can't you accept me, who was brought to your side by fate?"
Sang Jiyue didn't react to his long series of speeches for a long time, but she knew that Sheng Xingzhou had become more capable and was actually starting to fool her.
"You are sophistry!" Sang Jiyue said with a sullen face. From her expression, it was clear that she was in a very bad mood at the moment.
Sheng Xingzhou just continued with what he was saying: "Ayue, you know, I have been here for you from the beginning to the end."
So how could he tolerate Sang Jiyue staying with Jiang Wangxi?
Even if they were close lovers in their previous life, it would be impossible.
They should all live in the present.
Sang Jiyue was too lazy to pay attention to him. She turned her gaze to the window and saw only the vast white snow scene. It was so unfamiliar and made her feel very uneasy.
Sheng Xingzhou remained unmoved and pressed his own agenda. Sang Jiyue looked at him fiercely and said something extremely harsh: "Sheng Xingzhou, are you going to kill me for your own selfish gain?"
"Ayue, whether Jiang Wangxi is by your side or not, if you transform into a zombie, you will definitely be a different kind of zombie." Sheng Xingzhou said to her in a gentle voice, "If that's the case, his existence is irrelevant, right? The present is very different from your previous life. You don't need Jiang Wangxi."
Sang Jiyue's voice suddenly became sharp: "I don't need Jiang Wangxi, so does that mean I need you? Sheng Xingzhou, who do you think you are? How dare you detain me?!"
She was so angry that she reached out to pull the car door, but the door was locked and could not be opened.
Sheng Xingzhou watched her movements quietly.
Seeing his unwavering attitude, Sang Jiyue became even more furious. She casually pulled out a dagger from her bag, pressed it against Sheng Xingzhou's neck, and said in a deep voice, "Take me back quickly!"
"Then just kill me." Sheng Xingzhou closed his eyes and said calmly, "When I'm dead, you can drive back by yourself."
Sang Jiyue held the dagger, unable to bring it down for a long time.
Seeing her hesitation, Sheng Xingzhou chuckled softly, then stepped on Sang Jiyue's bottom line, snatched the dagger from her hand, and held her hand. He said to her, "Can't bear to kill me? Then there's no other way, Ah Yue. From now on, you have to come with me."
Sang Jiyue felt that she was being manipulated by Sheng Xingzhou.
It shouldn't be like this.
No matter what the relationship is, she should be the one in charge.
Sang Jiyue jumped onto the driver's seat by stepping on the seat, pressing down on Sheng Xingzhou and pinching his neck. Her other hand pressed mercilessly on his wound, and she said expressionlessly, "Are you done yet? Haven't I made my words clear enough? Sheng Xingzhou, do you have any self-respect?"
"Ayue, it hurts." Sheng Xingzhou held her waist lightly, his eyes falling on the hand on his shoulder blade, which had pressed the wound until it bled.
Sang Jiyue just repeated: "Send me back!"
"Unless I die." Sheng Xingzhou said without hesitation: "Can you bear to see me die? Ah Yue, you are not willing to let me die, but you are not completely without feelings for me."
He reached out his hand and pressed the corners of her still slightly red and swollen eyes: "I know you cried secretly. You can't bear to leave me, you can't bear to see me leave, and you can't bear to see me die."
"You like me, Ayue."
The feeling of his warm, rough fingertips touching the corner of her eye was clearer than ever before, and his voice exploded in her heart like fireworks.
like.
Sang Jiyue remembered that Jiang Wangxi had said something similar to her yesterday.
Do you like it?
So what? What can this useless feeling bring her?
Sang Jiyue was disdainful in her heart. She said, "Yes, I can't bear to leave you, so what? I would cry when Dafu died, and I would cry when you left. I'm just not used to it, but I will get used to it eventually. I'm not sad anymore."
Sheng Xingzhou looked at Sang Jiyue with clear eyes.
He was happy in his heart, because in her heart, he was as important as Dafu.
Sang Jiyue didn't understand why he was suddenly so emotional. She continued, "I may have some feelings for you, and I may even like you a little, but this kind of feeling is of no use to me. What I need is Jiang Wangxi, not you, Sheng Xingzhou."
"You keep saying you like me, but your love only brings me trouble right now. I said I don't need you, so you should just go away instead of stepping on my bottom line again and again. It only makes me feel that this kind of love is useless."
Sang Jiyue was very good at saying hurtful things, so Sheng Xingzhou asked her softly, "You said you like me?"
"I may like you, but..." Sang Jiyue said impatiently.
But before he could finish his words, Sheng Xingzhou hugged him tightly. His shoulder, which had already begun to bleed, was completely torn open with his movements, and the overflowing blood stained them all.
The joy in her heart was enough to cover the pain. Sheng Xingzhou hugged her, and his hot breath sprayed on her neck, making her very uncomfortable.
He said happily: "Ayue, I knew you liked me, and I like you very much too. We are together now."
Sang Jiyue didn't mean that at all.
She couldn't help but scold: "Are you sick?"
This was actually a phrase people often used to curse her with, and she never thought that one day it would be used to curse Sheng Xingzhou.
Sheng Xingzhou was shirtless because he was bandaging his wound. His hot body was only separated by the thin fabric of his nightgown, and the temperature was transmitted to her without reservation. She was hugged tightly by him, and the unprecedented strong presence squeezed her territory, making her very uncomfortable.
Sang Jiyue wanted to push him away, but the steering wheel was pressed against her back, so she couldn't move. She was furious and anxious: "Let go."
Sheng Xingzhou didn't move, and Sang Jiyue became more and more angry. She pushed him with her hands, scratched him with her nails, and bit him with her mouth, as if she wanted to get back at him for all the anger she had suffered.
Sheng Xingzhou's body immediately had many small wounds, which were red and mixed with blood from the wounds. It looked horrible.
He let Sang Jiyue vent in silence. She wouldn't be able to vent for long anyway, so she would be fine once she vented her anger.
Sang Jiyue indeed ran out of strength very quickly, and her whole body went limp. She lay on Sheng Xingzhou's body, gasping for breath, and it took her a long time to recover.
Sheng Xingzhou patted her back gently to help her calm down.
Sang Jiyue felt the warm hand on her back, but she still felt angry. She turned her head and bit his neck hard, leaving a bloody tooth mark on it.
"You are really annoying!" Sang Jiyue said, perhaps because she was too angry, her voice was a little choked.
Sheng Xingzhou kissed the top of her soft black hair, as if he was helpless, but also as if he was sighing: "Ayue, if I don't keep pestering me, you will give up on me completely. I don't want you to give up on me, so I can only fight for it myself."
Sang Jiyue was silent again, only a few tears fell on him from time to time.
"I know you want the serum in Jiang Wangxi's hand. You still want to be transformed into the strong body you said you had in your previous life, so that you can be invincible when facing Sang Huai." Sheng Xingzhou said earnestly: "But you also said that the process was painful, and this time you don't need to go through that pain again-"
"Whether you're the human Sang Jiyue or just Sang Jiyue, this time you don't need any potions or serums. The original you is already powerful enough."
"Or maybe you've always been in such good shape? Then there's no need for you to become a zombie again. You can take a completely different path from your previous life."
"And I will definitely help you, no matter what you want to do, as long as we can be together, I can do anything for you."
"Can you just choose me again?"
Sang Jiyue never thought about the possibility that she would not die at the age of twenty.
She accepted her fate because she was afraid of the unknown. She believed that the first two years were always under her control and therefore unimportant, but the next five years were crucial to her.
How could she possibly give herself to Sheng Xingzhou?
Can't she...?
Sang Jiyue was a little confused. She stopped crying and rested her head on his shoulder, staring at the wound next to her in a daze.
Sheng Xingzhou pushed her back slightly and looked at her: "Ayue, try another way of living."
Sang Jiyue looked away and began to struggle slightly again.
Sheng Xingzhou didn't forcefully hold her this time. He loosened his grip, and Sang Jiyue immediately climbed back into the back seat. He said in a muffled voice, "Take care of your wound first."
"Help me." Sheng Xingzhou also sat in the back seat.
Sang Jiyue glanced at his upper body which was covered with teeth marks and scratches, and felt a little guilty for a moment. She silently helped him wipe the blood off his body, then applied medicine and bandaged it again, and tied a beautiful bow with the bandage.
Sheng Xingzhou would occasionally yell that it hurt. At first, Sang Jiyue thought he was just whining, but after hearing it so often, she couldn't help but ask, "Does it really hurt? Is it the wound or my scratching and biting that hurts?"
"It hurts a lot." He said a little aggrievedly, "Can you kiss me to relieve the pain?"
Sang Jiyue stared at him expressionlessly: "Why are you pretending?"
"I'm not pretending. It really hurts. You saw it too. I bled a lot." Sheng Xingzhou's lips were pale and he leaned weakly on Sang Jiyue.
Sang Jiyue wanted to push him away, but he said softly, "Don't push me away, let me lean on you, Sister Yue."
Sang Jiyue raised his hand and put it down again, without any other movement for a long time.
After a long time, so long that Sheng Xingzhou was almost asleep, Sang Jiyue finally said in a compromising tone: "I agree with what you said."
Sheng Xingzhou's eyes lit up and he immediately came to his senses: "Great!"
"Hmm." Sang Jiyue sighed deeply and said, "Since you want to stay with me, then stay. I can't bear to leave you anyway."
Sheng Xingzhou: "Okay~"
"I will convince my brother to accept you, and we will live together as a family from now on. Send me back now, or my brother will be really angry."
Sheng Xingzhou next to him didn't say anything this time, nor did he smile. He just stared at Sang Jiyue dimly.
Sang Jiyue looked at him: "Are you still dissatisfied?"
"Is this what you agree to?" Sheng Xingzhou straightened up, pulled a clean sweater over and put it on, covering his muscular upper body.
"What else? Didn't you say that first?" Sang Jiyue said impatiently, "Do you really want me to wander around with you?"
"I'm just kidding you." Sheng Xingzhou curled his lips and told Sang Jiyue with certainty: "Ayue, I like you very much, but my love is not that noble, and I'm not a very moral person. So, even if you think I'm not the best choice, I won't let you and Jiang Wangxi live together."
"Do you understand?"
Sang Jiyue puffed up her cheeks and seemed to be getting angry again.
She had already made such a big concession, Sheng Xingzhou was just too greedy.
"And..." He corrected Sang Jiyue's statement in a gentle voice: "It's not wandering. I won't let you starve or freeze. Wherever we are together, that's home."
Facing Sang Jiyue's stinky expression, Sheng Xingzhou lowered his head and gave her a soft and warm kiss on the corner of her lips.
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