Her slender eyelashes trembled twice, her brows were slightly tightened, and the contours of her face were tense.
The brain is swallowed by endless darkness.
A few seconds later, she saw the scene deep in her memory that had been dusty for a long time, and her heart shrank slightly.
A thin layer of sweat broke out on the forehead.
There seemed to be gusts of cold wind blowing around, and it was all red and scarlet.
There was a loud "bang", dust flew up, and Li Yun saw himself, more precisely, it was himself four years ago.
Supported by his arms, he stood up from the ground, his clothes were stained with blood, and there was no clean spot.
Mixed with mud and blood, it was a mess.
She raised her eyes, eyes filled with icy cold air, and the corners of her raised eyes were glowing with evil red, "Next."
Her voice was very light and cold as ice.
For countless times, she lay on the ground, a mouthful of blood sprayed out, and her internal organs were thrown out of place.
"Admit defeat, Yaoyue, you are going to die."
The man who spoke was wearing a thin vest, the muscles on his arms were bulging, and the tattoos hovered on his arms, looking extremely hideous.
Every step he took was accompanied by a clearly audible vibration on the ground.
Li Yun had already tasted the bloody smell in her mouth, and she was about to spit it out with nausea in her throat, but she gritted her teeth tightly and stared at it stubbornly.
The man put his foot on her back, rubbed her back vigorously, and smiled wildly, "Yaoyue, you are a fart."
Li Yun felt the bloody smell in his mouth getting stronger, his back was trampled under his feet, and his joints seemed to make the sound of being scrapped.
His eyes darkened, and his expression began to lose consciousness.
Is this going to die?
"Liwo, Liwo! Liyun." The pen in Ye Hannian's hand tapped heavily on the table, and the sound of the stool moving was abrupt and piercing, "Wake up quickly."
It smells so good.
Straight after strands of refreshing mint fragrance penetrated continuously into Li Yun's nose.
Li Yun woke up like a dream, and opened his eyes. Those eyes, which were as bright as cold stars, were like dust-covered black gemstones, covered with fine bloodshot eyes.
"Are you okay?" Ye Hannian's handsome face was close at hand, looking at her with clear eyes.
The thin lips were pursed, and the voice was a little tight.
The knuckles of the hand hanging by his side were white.
Li Yun looked at him quietly, his eyes gradually became clear, as deep as a well in late autumn, full of coldness.
She slowly straightened up, and looked at her hands, which were clean and white, not stained with a speck of dust.
"I want to wash my hands," she said.
No matter how pure and clear these hands are, she can always feel the stickiness of the faintly visible blood.
Yehannian took Liyun to the bathroom, but didn't leave, just leaned against the door and stared at her.
Liyun is washing his hands, hand sanitizer, disinfectant, water, soap
She washed her hands several times, rubbing them so that her palms were flushed with blood.
"Enough." Ye Hannian turned off the faucet directly, grabbed her hand, and wiped her clean carefully, with a serious tone, "It's very clean, so there's no need to wash it."
There was no expression on Li Yun's face, and he let out an inaudible "hmm".
"Sorry." Ye Hannian frowned slightly, "The situation is more serious than I imagined, and I made a judgment call."
Li Yunan listened quietly to Ye Hannian's words, paused for a few seconds, and then slowly raised her eyelids, "It's okay. It's my own problem. Thank you."
"Do you want to sleep?" The corners of Ye Hannian's lips were bent, and he held back the dark color in his eyes, "Go to my room." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com