1405. Chapter 1405 It is impossible to make such a request
Sikong Lingge doesn't believe it.
"The wedding will be held as usual." Feng Liye said quietly, "After the end, I will tell you the specific location of Fang's family."
"Li Ye, you--" Sikong Lingge widened his eyes and looked at him in disbelief, thinking that he had heard it wrong.
impossible!
Li Ye couldn't make such a request!
This is not Feng Liye she knew...
Sikong Lingge shook his head vigorously, his expression was dull.
Feng Liye pushed the wheelchair and came to Sikong Lingge, picked up the information scattered on the table one by one, and put it into a kraft paper bag.
"These things are not needed for the time being, so I will keep them here first."
As he said that, he had to put away the things.
Sikong Lingge suddenly came to his senses and rushed up to grab it.
Feng Liye pressed and held it down quickly.
"Li Ye..." Sikong Lingge frowned and was about to grab it when his fingertips suddenly touched a thick wet feeling.
When I lowered my eyes, I saw Feng Liye’s palm, which was bright red and full of blood.
Sikong Lingge's chest jumped hard, and his whole face turned pale.
What's going on?
How come Li Ye has so much blood on his hands?
Where was the injury?
How did you hurt?
"Your hand..." Sikong Lingge looked at the dazzling redness, and his nerves all over his body tightened.
There is no place to think about kraft paper bags, and you need to check it out when you lower your head.
Feng Liye avoided Sikong Lingge, and said lightly, "It's okay, I'll be fine, I can't die if I cut it."
A little cut?
How could a small cut shed so much blood!?
The whole palm is red!
"Show me your hand!" Sikong Lingge's brows became tighter and tighter.
I glanced at the kraft paper bag from the corner of my eye—
Sure enough, there was a faint blood mark on it!
Damn it!
Li Ye suffered such severe injuries, but she didn't notice it at all.
"Don't move, I'll get the medicine box!" Sikong Lingge said, turning around immediately and hurriedly heading in the other direction.
My waist suddenly tightened.
Feng Liye suddenly hugged her from behind.
Sikong Lingge's whole body trembled and he struggled as if he was scalded. "Li Ye, your hand is injured and needs disinfection and bandage. I can't do anything about you..."
"Listen to the song." Feng Liye suddenly called her name, his voice hoarse.
Sikong Lingge's chest was tight, his body was as stiff as a statue, and his limbs were cold.
She didn't dare to move, for fear of causing Feng Liye to move more.
"The promises before, it's impossible to have a chance to complete in this life." Feng Liye hugged her tightly, his voice as hoarse as torn.
"..." Sikong Lingge was stiff and his throat couldn't help but choked, not knowing what he could say.
"It seems that I can only have the next life." Feng Liye murmured softly, deeply regretting.
“…”
"Maybe, it's impossible in the next life."
“…”
"A person like Shangguan Rui will not allow it. You promise me the next life."
“…”
"So, listen to the song." Feng Liye said this and stopped. After a while, he spoke again, "In this life, at least one agreement between us will be achieved?"
"What..." Sikong Lingge had to take a deep breath very hard to keep the sound stable.
"Marry me, even if it's a wedding for several hours." Feng Liye, "Don't worry, I won't make things difficult for you. The divorce agreement in the kraft paper bag is still valid."
"..." Sikong Lingge's eyes were red, and his chest felt so uncomfortable that it seemed to be about to crack-