"Oh." Jiang Xiaoxia smiled reassuringly, and carefully helped Leng Xiao wrap the gauze. I don't know whether it was due to inexperience, excessive force, or touching Leng Xiao's wound, which made Leng Xiao moan softly in pain.
"What's wrong? Does it hurt?" Jiang Xiaoxia looked embarrassed, Leng Xiao shook his head, his face was as pale as paper, and large beads of sweat on his forehead flowed down the handsome Leng Yi's cheeks and dripped on his chest.
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"You...talk to me!" Leng Xiao's voice was so weak that it almost floated away in the wind. Jiang Xiaoxia was afraid that he would faint, so she hurriedly looked for a topic while wrapping gauze around her, "Well, my name is Jiang Xiaoxia.
I have a younger brother named Jiang Xiaodong..."
"I know."
"Um," Jiang Xiaoxia bit her tongue hard, thought for a moment and asked, "What's your name?"
"Leng Xiao."
"Leng Xiao? What a cool name. By the way, Leng Xiao, what do you do?..."
"Call me Xiao."
"Why? We're not familiar with each other..."
"Call me Xiao." Seeing that Leng Xiao looked like he was about to fall into coma, and the patient was the biggest, Jiang Xiaoxia quickly agreed, "Okay, I'll call you Xiao, I'll call you Xiao!"
"Don't close your eyes!" Jiang Xiaoxia was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. She tried hard to say something interesting to attract Leng Xiao's attention, but the more anxious she became, the less she could find the topic. "Xiao, what did you do last night?"
Are you being hunted? By whom?"
"Enemy."
"Uh... uh..." Jiang Xiaoxia, who couldn't find anything to say again, saw the Cocoa Bear pajamas that had been cut into pieces, and had an idea, "Why are you wearing my pajamas?"
"I couldn't find my clothes. I heard the police knocking on the door. I was afraid that the police would see my wounds and become suspicious, so I took off your pajamas..." Leng Xiao's voice became weaker and weaker, and his eyes seemed to be closing.
Jiang Xiaoxia shook Leng Xiao's shoulders in fear, "Leng Xiao, don't close your eyes, don't..."
"Call me Xiao."
"Leng Xiao, you..."
"Call me Xiao."
"Okay, Xiao, you must not fall asleep, don't fall asleep..." Jiang Xiaoxia didn't understand why Leng Xiao insisted on calling him Xiao, but he was the biggest patient, so he just listened to him. In fact, Leng Xiao himself didn't
I don't know, I just like to say his name from her red lips.
Xiao, coming out of her lips, it sounds so nice and sweet.
Leng Xiao looked at Jiang Xiaoxia powerlessly, his eyes becoming more and more distracted. The nostalgic look in Jiang Xiaoxia's eyes was the last nostalgia for life. In the end, Leng Xiao finally couldn't resist the urging of the God of Death, and gently closed his eyelids, Jiang Xiaoxia
Xiaoxia watched Leng Xiao's life drain away bit by bit, watched Leng Xiao close his eyes in front of him, but was unable to save him. Jiang Xiaoxia hugged Leng Xiao's body and cried loudly, her tears flowing like a river.
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I don’t know how long I had been crying. Suddenly, a cold hand touched Jiang Xiaoxia’s head. Jiang Xiaoxia was so frightened that she threw Leng Xiao away, screamed, jumped to the corner and squatted down, hugging her head, "Fake corpse, fake corpse."
Got it!"
"I'm not dead yet!" It was Leng Xiao's weak and cold voice.
"Ah? You're not dead?" Jiang Xiaoxia burst into tears and rushed towards Leng Xiao, hugging Leng Xiao, and rubbed all the snot and tears onto Leng Xiao's bare chest, "It scared me to death! I thought you were dead!"
"Dirty!" Leng Xiao snorted dissatisfiedly. Jiang Xiaoxia saw the sticky snot and tears on Leng Xiao's toned chest, and she embarrassedly took a tissue to wipe them away.