Now, even if there were thousands of obstacles, they couldn't be separated.
Ji Yunshu couldn't lose Jing Rong again!
She couldn't bear that kind of pain again!
The man's eyes were filled with shock and confusion. He didn't know this woman, so he couldn't understand the emotions she revealed. Ji Yunshu cleaned the poison from his wound and bandaged it with a cloth. She choked with sobs. "The poison isn't deep. It won't be a problem after it's cleaned. But we can't stay here. We need to find a place with bushes to make a fire.
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She planned to help him up.
But she didn't expect the man to raise his injured arm and push her away. "Get lost! I told you to get lost!"
His tone was cold.
"I won't leave."
"If you don't leave, I'll kill you."
"You won't!" Ji Yunshu was certain.
The man suddenly picked up the sword in his hand. A murderous look flashed in his eyes. "I will."
Ji Yunshu met his eyes. She got up and fiercely slapped the horse's back.
The horse was in pain. It raised its front hooves and galloped away.
Soon, it disappeared into the night. She looked at the man and said, "I can't go anywhere without a horse. You are also seriously injured. If I'm not by your side, you will be blown to death by the desert wind. Since that's the case, if we are going to die, then let's die together.
Die! "
"You …" The man endured the pain in his arm and propped himself up. He pulled out his sword and placed it on her neck. "Fine. Since you want to die so much, I'll help you."
Ji Yunshu didn't dodge. Tears flowed down from the corner of her eyes and slid down her face.
Even if she had to die, she didn't want to be separated from him again!
Seeing her like this, the man's eyes flashed with a trace of hesitation, but it was fleeting.
Because in his life, the word "benevolence" had never existed.
Not in the past, not now, and not in the future!
With a light flick of his wrist, the sword made a small cut on Ji Yunshu's neck. Ji Yunshu slightly wrinkled her brows. That kind of pain couldn't compare to the pain in her heart. She couldn't see the slightest bit of 'pity' in those familiar eyes. If it was really Jing Rong, how could he be so heartless as to hurt even an inch of her?
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The man wanted to attack again, but the pain in his arm made him unable to exert any strength. In the end, his palm loosened, and the sword fell onto the yellow sand.
His body also drooped down.
Ji Yunshu immediately hugged him.
His heavy body pressed down on her shoulders.
"You … go away!" The man tried to push her away.
But she hugged him tightly, sobbing and begging, "Don't push me away again, okay?
Let me stay, stay by your side. "
"…"
"You know that I'm not afraid of death, and you know that I'm not afraid of waiting, but I'm afraid that you'll say that you don't want me."
She hugged his clumsy and weak body, her tears flowing again and again. She was really afraid that he would push her away and not want her anymore!
However, the familiar scent of the man made her feel extremely at ease.
She knew he was Jing Rong!
Even if everyone in the world would admit their mistakes, she wouldn't!
The man could feel the scorching aura flowing on his chest. That feeling actually tugged at his heart.
It was a little painful!
It was so painful that all the hostility in his body disappeared.
He no longer had the strength to push her away.
In the end, he gave in.
Very soon, they found a bush. Ji Yunshu ran inside to find a pile of firewood.
Fortunately, they had brought a match with them, so they made a big fire.
With the fire, it was a lot warmer.
But because the man was injured, he was curled up on the ground, shivering.
Ji Yunshu hurriedly picked him up and put him on her lap. She immediately took off her coat and draped it over his body.
She kept rubbing his cold hands.
"Endure it, endure it, endure it!"
The man was slightly panting, and his forehead was covered in sweat. He looked at the woman in front of him in a daze, unable to say a word.
All these years, only killing and obedience existed in his life.
He had never enjoyed the warmth of this moment!
No one had ever treated him like this!
It gradually gave his cold heart a sense of security.
Ji Yunshu kept adding more firewood and rubbing his trembling body with her hands.
Gradually, he felt much better.
His body was no longer shivering.
His complexion also became ruddy.
Ji Yunshu felt relieved.
The man had already fallen asleep. She raised her hand, intending to remove the mask.
But as soon as her fingertips touched the mask, her wrist was firmly grabbed.
He suddenly opened his eyes and warned, "I advise you not to move."
With that, he propped himself up. But Ji Yunshu tightly hugged his waist from behind. "Jing Rong, do you know that I've been looking for you for three years? Three whole years! Every day, every night, every moment, I think about you. Even if everyone thinks that you're dead, I know that you're definitely still alive. I know that you're definitely waiting for me somewhere. But why is it that now that I've found you, you keep rejecting me time and again? Look at me, I'm Yunshu! I'm the person you said you'd protect for the rest of your life.
Have you really forgotten? Have you forgotten all the things between us? "
The man's expression didn't change. He mercilessly pulled away the hands around his waist and turned to her seriously. "I'm not Jing Rong, and I don't know you." "No, you're Jing Rong, you are!" Ji Yunshu was very sure. Tears flowed out of her eyes again. She held the man's hands tightly and said desperately, "Tell me, what have you experienced in these three years? Tell me, okay?
No matter what happens, we can solve it together! I just beg you not to leave me again. You said that wherever I am, you'll be there. This is yours, have you forgotten? "
She cried until her throat was hoarse and her voice was hoarse.
The man frowned and only said one sentence. "My name is Li Chuan."
"Li Chuan? No … "
"I've never seen you before, and I've never heard you say these words."
"I can't be wrong. Even if you're wearing a mask, even if you deny it, you're Jing Rong. The Jing Rong I've been looking for for three whole years."
The man shook off her hands, his eyes fierce and resolute. "I'll say it again. My name is not Jing Rong, it's Li Chuan."
Then, he sat on the other side of the fire and lay down on his side to sleep.
His back was facing Ji Yunshu.
She looked at him through the burning flames, and tears began to flow uncontrollably.
She didn't believe it, no matter what!
That person must be Jing Rong!
In these three years, he must have experienced something that made him forget her.
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