Mo Jia slowly left Huanhuan's room, his brows never relaxed.
She disappeared for a night and suddenly fell ill when she came back...
Is it a coincidence?
Suddenly, his steps froze in place, his breathing began to become rapid, and his pupils began to shrink rapidly due to the shock.
There was no time to think about it anymore, he suddenly came back to his senses.
Damn that stupid woman! What did she do?!
If she really dared to do that, he would never forgive her!!
When he opened the door and saw the person lying on the bed, his heart skipped a beat.
Huanhuan's head hung weakly on the edge of the bed, motionless.
He took difficult steps, step by step, getting closer and closer to her. His deliberately lowered voice was slightly sullen and trembling, "Su Huanhuan, how dare you try to cause trouble to me!"
When he helped her up and saw the blood on the corner of her mouth, everything was confirmed.
In a daze, Huanhuan seemed to hear his voice. She struggled to open her eyes. When she saw it was him, she suddenly smiled, "I'm dreaming again..."
"Damn it! Was that you the person last night?!" He suppressed his roar for a long time, with a hint of panic.
Huanhuan looked at him blankly, stretched out her hand and stroked his face, "You..."
It’s the real Mojia!
She didn't dream anymore!
"I..." Huanhuan was stunned by his roar and didn't know how to answer.
He suddenly punched the bed hard and made a "dong" sound. He gritted his teeth and said, "Why don't you avoid it?!"
Looking at him, Huanhuan slowly calmed down. She said firmly yet tenderly, "I want to save you."
"You save, what are you trying to save? With your life?" Mojia narrowed his eyes, flashing with emotions that Huanhuan didn't understand, urgency, disappointment, sadness, as if he had lost a treasure.
Mojia's heart was struck repeatedly, and he felt fear for the first time in his life.
It was him who destroyed her with his own hands.
Huanhuan wanted to say something else, but when he opened his mouth, he felt a sweet sensation in his throat. He turned around and spat out a mouthful of blood, which dyed his white shirt red and spread into an enchanting flower of hell.
Mo Jia gritted his teeth and said, "I won't let anything happen to you, I will find a way to save you!"
But he understands the Rune Pearl better than anyone else, that it is a double-edged sword. While saving him, it can destroy her in just the blink of an eye.
What to do?
what to do??
Suddenly, he thought of the sarcophagus!
That's right, it can put her to sleep first to buy him enough time to find a way to save her!
Thinking of this, he picked her up and walked out, looking at her pale face as he ran, "I order you, don't let anything happen to me! Do you hear me?"
Looking into his anxious eyes, Huan Huan looked at him in confusion.
Was his sad look, as if he was about to lose his beloved, for her?
Shaking his head, he laughed at himself.
How can it be.
Mo Jia rushed into the study and immediately opened the mechanism on the bookshelf. The bookshelf moved away, revealing the hidden door. He hugged Huanhuan and walked in carefully.
Long hair, flying in the darkness.
When he opened the wooden door, his steps froze.
Huanhuan put one hand on his shoulder and lowered her other hand feebly. She was staring at his face all the time. She was afraid that she would die suddenly, so she didn't let go of any second and wanted to kill him.
The look is imprinted deep in the soul.
"What's wrong?" Seeing his expression change, she asked in a dumb voice.
"It's nothing." Mojia quickly lowered his eyes, and his embrace of her became tighter. "Huanhuan," he said, "can you stay with me for a while?"
Huanhuan thought she heard wrongly, she blinked her eyes, nodded flattered, but blushed shyly, "Yeah."
The blush on her pale face was endearing at times.
At that moment, he knew what heartbreak meant.
It's just that it's too late to know.
Holding her in his arms, he turned around and said in a calm and gentle voice, "Let's go back."
Behind him was a bed of obsidian rocks that had been broken into pieces.
He carried Huanhuan back to their new room. He stayed by the bed and never left even half a step. Staring at her who was in a coma again, the feelings that had been suppressed in her heart broke free in an instant and swept towards him overwhelmingly.
, no matter how much he wants to avoid it, he can't.
After her breathing became steady, he stood up quickly and whispered to her sleeping body, "Wait for me."
…
Yan Xihua's door was suddenly pushed open with such force that the person on the bed was awakened.
"who?!"
Yan Xihua sat up suddenly. When she saw Mo Jia walking in, she patted her chest and squeaked, "Mo Jia, you scared me."
Mojia's face was covered in darkness, and his emotions at the moment could not be seen clearly. All he knew was that his steps carried a sense of indifference and anger.
Yan Xihua felt a little uneasy, looking at him approaching her, "Mojia...it's so late, what's the matter?"
Arriving in front of her, Mojia stood still, his hands slightly closed into fists, and his dark eyes were so cold that his heart was so cold.
"I said, no one can hurt the people around me anymore."
His cold and unfamiliar tone shocked Yan Xihua, but she quickly regained her composure, stood up and put on her nightgown, "Mojia, what exactly do you want to say? If you have something to say, can't we talk about it tomorrow?"
I’m really sleepy!”
Mo Jia's face turned cold, and he quickly pinched her wrist and approached her, "Is the person last night really you?"
Yan Xihua's heartbeat stopped, her beautiful eyes widened, and she looked at him for a moment, "Mojia, you...did you hear what others said? No matter what that person said, they just wanted to destroy us.
,you……"
"Shut up!"
For the first time, he directly reprimanded her in such a sullen and even disgusting tone.
Yan Xihua was stunned in disbelief.
"Xihua, I have given you opportunities again and again! Just because I don't speak doesn't mean I'm blind, and just because I pretend not to hear doesn't mean I'm deaf! Because I cherish the innocent and kind-hearted Yan Xihua! But,
You have reached my limit!"
Tears rolled in Yan Xihua's eyes. She knew that he must have known about what happened last night! She simply stopped hiding it and cried and said, "Mojia, please listen to my explanation. It's an illusion."
She begged me, she was afraid that you would feel guilty, so she begged me to lie to you."
"Oh? Is it her?" Mogasuer sneered, "What about the sarcophagus in the basement? She also smashed it herself?"
Yan Xihua's expression changed, "That..."
"Besides me, you are the only one who can go in there!" Mojia said word by word, his eyes as cold as knives, "Do you want her to die?"
Yan Xihua subconsciously denied, "No, I didn't! Mojia, don't listen to her slandering me! Why did she come back when she was obviously going to die? She just wanted to disturb our peace! Why do you only blame me instead of