"Amo, am I going to die?" Yan Yiyi's throat was dry, her voice became hoarse, and her eyelids were hanging like heavy weights, making it impossible for her to open them.
"No, how could you die? You still want to be with me, we haven't seen the baby born yet."
"Really? But Yiyi is so tired and sleepy..." Yan Yiyi's voice gradually weakened.
"Yiyi, don't sleep. Amo hasn't said you are tired yet. How can you be tired? Didn't you say you would be with me forever? Didn't you say you wanted to grow old together with me? How could you break your promise?"
"Amo, Yiyi is really sleepy, Amo." Yan Yiyi breathed weakly, wanting to open her eyes and breathe better, but she almost didn't have the strength to even open her mouth.
"Don't sleep, Yiyi, don't sleep." Feng Yuze suddenly stopped, lowered his head and kissed Yan Yiyi's lips, and breathed into her mouth. Yan Yiyi opened her eyes in a daze, and looked dimly.
He smiled stupidly at her with Amo's lovely handsome face.
"Amo..." Yan Yiyi raised her hand with great effort and touched Feng Yuze's face.
"Yiyi, don't sleep." Feng Yuze breathed a sigh of relief and begged while looking at Yan Yiyi's half-open eyes.
"Yiyi doesn't... don't sleep." Yan Yiyi struggled to say it for a long time. She couldn't sleep. Amo would disappear when she fell asleep. She didn't want to sleep.
Seeing Yiyi nodding, Feng Yuze hugged Yan Yiyi tightly and started running in the forest again...
The early morning sunshine, with a faint and clear scent, fell in the forest, passing through the leaves, and falling speckled on the ground covered with fallen leaves.
And in the forest, Feng Yuze was holding Yan Yiyi and running tirelessly in the forest.
His forehead was already covered with beads of sweat, and his white robe had become dark and tattered.
His handsome face was full of fatigue, and there was determination in his eyes. His arms were numb, but he still held Yan Yiyi firmly in his arms.
Slowing down, he looked down at Yiyi in his arms and found that she was about to close her eyes again. Feng Yuze was anxious and his voice was hoarse and unpleasant, "Yiyi, you are not allowed to sleep, we can go out soon."
"Hmm..." Yan Yiyi responded groggyly. She couldn't hold on any longer. Her body really couldn't hold on any longer.
Feng Yuze gritted his teeth and ran quickly, like a galloping wild horse, shuttling through the forest with a sharp wind blade.
The sun was fully exposed, and hope appeared in Feng Yuze's eyes. What caught his eyes was a patch of peach blossoms, and his eyes were all pink. What surprised him was that in front of the peach blossom forest, a small wooden house stood.
There.
Feng Yuze licked the interfering lips, quickened his pace, and headed towards the cabin.