"Get away!!" I pushed the God of Death angrily, but he still didn't move. I pushed him away from me with all my strength, but he lay motionless on the ground like a dead fish.
I ignored him, quickly took the clothes back from his hands, ran to a corner and put them back on.
After I got dressed, I quietly approached the God of Death. I was a little curious. He hadn't moved since I pushed him away. Could it be that he was dead? No, in this big forest, if he was dead
, what should I do? Although I hate him, having a companion is better than not having one.
I squatted next to him, and through the faint firelight I could clearly see that his face was as pale as a piece of paper. I quickly put my hand on his forehead. Is he having a fever? And his forehead is very, very
It's hot, I think it's because of the suppuration of the wound? What should I do? What should I do?
No, wouldn't it be better if he died? But if he dies, I will become a female Tarzan.
I am extremely conflicted. Should I save him? Or abandon him? I stood up and showed a smile. I decided to abandon him! Let him die in this cave! At worst, I will be a daughter of Tarzan for the rest of my life.
I just wanted to leave, but...
"Don't...don't...don't touch me." He murmured, and his voice seemed to be asking for help? I remembered that Lan You had told me about the past of the God of Death. I thought of the past of the God of Death.
Well, I think what he said was that he was recalling the nightmares he had when he was a child, right?
My kindness was discovered, and I sat back next to him. I tore off a piece of cloth from my clothes and wrapped it around the wound where I stabbed him. I looked at his delicate skin and smooth back.
, it’s a pity that there are two scars on my back, one is the knife wound he blocked for me when he was playing Danatus, and the other is the knife wound he stabbed me. I feel a little emotional!
I used all my strength to drag him to the straw, and then covered his body with his coat.
"Cold... so cold..." He kept shouting "cold". Forget it, a good person will do it to the end. I lay next to him and hugged him tightly, trying my best to convey my body temperature to him. Damn it.
!Death, if I didn't feel sorry for you, I wouldn't do this to you.
"Mom..." After he finished shouting, there was a tear left in the corner of his eye.
This tear made my whole heart tremble. No matter how bad he is, how hateful he is, he is so helpless when he calls out this mother. His mother went crazy after being raped by a man, and the man who raped his mother
The man took him again...
He shouldn't have enjoyed a day of fatherly and motherly love since he was born, right? Oh, isn't Feng Jingchen the same? Why do the men around me have such a life experience, from the man I love to the man I hate, maybe the God of Death
His life experience is more pitiful than that of Feng Jingchen. At least Feng Jingchen found a good adoptive father to adopt him, while Death found a beast boss. Whose fault is it? Why did Death become what he is now?
Is it someone else's fault? Or is he just a cold-blooded person?
It sounds ruthless, but he showed some affection towards Lan You and Mir. He sounds cold-blooded, but he occasionally shows an angelic face to me.
Should I really listen to Lan You's guidance to reveal the kind side of Death? But if his other side is revealed, will it make it more difficult for Feng Jingchen to obtain the world?
I have to be sure of one thing, and that is the true purpose of the God of Death to obtain the world. If the God of Death is willing to give up obtaining the world, I am willing to be friends with him!!