Fu Hanzhou touched her face tremblingly and said, "Now tell me:
"If you save me, you must take responsibility until the end!"
Qin Ying turned her face away, her throat felt like it was clogged with cotton.
She suddenly felt a little scared. Although she had never faced the fact in her heart, this world was fictional and one day she would have to leave.
"Fu Hanzhou."
She tried to sound as natural as possible:
"If this world disappears, or if I disappear, you must live well..."
Fu Hanzhou's pupils suddenly shrank, and he grabbed her into his arms, tightly holding her waist. His chest heaved violently with fear, and every word he spoke was filled with gnashing teeth:
"Qin Ying, it's not that easy. If you want to leave, you can leave. If you want to stay, you can stay. Even if this world is illusory, I will bet the rest of my life on you."
Fu Hanzhou pressed his forehead against hers, his tone almost threatening:
"Listen carefully—"
He kissed her hard:
"Don't ever think about leaving me."
Xiaocheng's knock on the door woke up the two people who were kissing passionately in the ward. Qin Ying withdrew from Fu Hanzhou's arms with a red face.
He looked at her blushing face and felt inexplicably good, and even felt less angry about disturbing Xiaocheng.
"Come in."
Xiaocheng walked in and said solemnly:
"Captain, the cultural troupe's consolation team will be arriving soon. The commander has instructed that a brief consolation meeting be held in the hospital's open space."
Qin Ying glanced at Fu Hanzhou. If he hadn't been moving around so much these days and hadn't caused so much worry, he should have been discharged from the hospital.
The wound heals so slowly.
"knew."
Fu Hanzhou sat up and prepared to put on his clothes.
Xiaocheng retreated silently, and Qin Ying stepped forward to help him tidy up his clothes.
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