"Hua Wuxie... it's him... it's his blood letter..."
"Hua Wuxie?"
I heard it while standing outside, and my heart skipped a beat... Looking at the blood on the blood book, I almost fainted.
"General, let me go and see him," Kong Youci begged.
"Okay..." General Yuan finally agreed...
The road from the Yuan Mansion Hall to the prison was not far, but it seemed like I had walked a century.
After all, I stopped Kong Youci and let the dog official and the magistrate take Hua Wuxie away, right?
Can Hua Wuxie save himself? Will I kill him in the end? I tortured myself many times in my heart.
Kong Youci and I walked along the prison toward the prison where Hua Wuxie was held. Along the way, we passed so many prisons and saw many prisoners who had been locked up. They were covered in bruises and screamed in despair, as if they had been severely punished.
I was even more shocked when I saw it, and my worry about Hua Wuxie escalated again.
When we walked to Hua Wuxie's prison, we saw him dressed in white but covered in blood. It stung my eyes for a moment. "Hua Wuxie, Hua Wuxie, are you okay?"
I showed my concern for him clearly and reached out to him through the prison bars.
It seems that as long as I feel his body temperature and tell myself that he is at least still alive, I will feel at peace.
So if you are so worried about him, is this just a good friend?
"Ziyi, are you here to see me?" Hua Wuxie smiled brightly when she saw me, as if she had not experienced any difficulties.
"What’s wrong with you?"
I noticed that his fingers were still dripping with blood. Damn it. It must be the blood letter just now.
Did he bite his finger off and tear off his clothes?
"Does it hurt?"
I quickly tore off a corner of my own clothes and bandaged it hastily for him.
"You know how to tear off your clothes and write a blood book, but you don't know how to bandage it a little? Do you think you have a lot of blood? Once all the blood is gone, you will be unconscious and you will be finished."
"I want to wait for you to come... and then help me bandage. I know you will definitely come to see me..."
He looked at me with a smile, feeling proud that his guess was correct.
"fool……"
How could I meet this kind of fool who makes people worry and can’t laugh or cry?