The numbness on his left leg gradually passed, Song Yan began to feel the pain in the whole leg, cold sweat on his forehead, but he bit his lips and did not dare to say anything, he was afraid that Xia Lin would be disturbed.
Xia Lin shifted his body and labored to take out the phone from his pocket. The cell was still full, but there was no signal left.
He still didn't give up. He dialed a few numbers and sent several text messages, all of which failed.
He suddenly regretted it, and felt that he had no long memory. He had already encountered something in his previous life, but he could still meet it again in this life, and he even pitted Song Yan in.
Xia Lin hesitated and asked, "Song Yan, do you... blame me? If it weren't for my insistence on coming to the mountain to find a child, you wouldn't..."
"Don't think so, I also volunteered." Song Yan paused, then said, "You have a kind heart, and I like you like this."
Xia Lin didn't know what to say for a while.
The two remained silent for a while, and Xia Lin asked, "In your last life, how did you live?"
Song Yan was startled for a moment, and said dumbly: "I haven't seen you caring about this issue before, why is it all of a sudden."
"I didn't ask before, because I thought you reunited with Yu Luotong later," Xia Lin's voice sounded a little awkward, "Why should I not be happy."
Song Yan twitched the corner of his mouth silently, and smiled a little. Helpless.
Just listen to Xia Lin continue: "Later, I heard you say that Yu Luotong already has a boyfriend. It doesn't seem to be what I thought... I was a little curious about how you lived in your last life."
Song Yan was silent for a moment. He had thought about many possibilities, under what circumstances Xia Lin would ask this question, but he never thought that it would be the current situation.
But now, instead of Xia Lin knowing the truth, it's better...
After a moment of silence, Song Yan asked, "What do you think?"
Xia Lin raised her eyebrows slightly: "Seeing that you have such a deep obsession in this life, it doesn't look like you have found a new love again. Could it be that you were such a bachelor for a lifetime?"
Song Yan pursed his lips and hid his face. Going into the shadows, he sighed faintly: "Yes, just like this for a lifetime."
He paused and asked: "Have you sympathized with me a little bit?" There was a hint of helplessness in his tone. Self-deprecating, sad, but somewhat carelessly ridiculed.
"Is there anything to sympathize with? I deserve it." Xia Lin snorted, but his tone softened unconsciously, and then added, "I have lived so many years in vain, and I still haven't made any progress. Guang Long counting is not long brain."
Song Yan smiled lowly.
He didn't speak any more, because he could no longer speak.
The pain in the leg gradually became fuzzy, and he began to feel dizzy, short of breath, and even chills all over the body, with cold hands and feet.
He knew that this was a symptom of hemorrhagic shock, and he might really not be able to hold it for long.
Xia Lin said something again, but his ears buzzed and he couldn't hear clearly.
"Xia Lin..." He said weakly, "I have something to say to you..."
Xia Lin was startled and didn't interrupt him.
"Xia Lin, you said you hate me, I was not convinced before... I thought that God made me reborn for the first time to give me a chance to do it again, so I pursued you vigorously and said all kinds of things. I want to impress you with nice words. Now think about it, this kind of me is really annoying, it turns out that everything is just me being passionate."
It turned out that God's opportunity was not for him, but for Xia Lin. The only person who can really come back with his own heart is Xia Lin. He always struggled before why Xia Lin couldnât give him a chance and couldnât like him again. But now, he only feels fortunate. Fortunately, Xia Lin doesnât like it. Him.
It's too painful to watch the death of your beloved one. This kind of pain is still fresh in his memory even if he is reborn for the first time, and he doesn't want Xia Lin to endure it again.
Xia Lin frowned. He felt that Song Yan's current situation was not right, not only what he said, but also his voice.
He thought Song Yan was too scared, so he gently held his hand to comfort him, but when he touched him, he was startled by his cold body temperature.
"Song Yan, what's the matter with you?" He squeezed Song Yan's hand abruptly, "Your body temperature is abnormal, why are you uncomfortable, tell me!"
Song Yan held his hand instead : " Xia Lin, donât be afraid. You didnât die in the last life, and you wonât die in this life. God will bless you, and I will bless you too."
Xia Lin finally realized that Song Yanâs situation was very critical, and he moved He moved to check on Song Yan's injury, but Song Yan immediately stopped him: "Xia Lin, don't move, be careful that the crossbar above your head falls off, so that the two of us are really finished playing."
Xia Lin really froze and did not dare to move. He really began to feel fear at this moment, and said in a slightly crying voice: "What should I do, your injury must be dealt with as soon as possible!"
"Xia Lin," Song Yan seemed to be comforted. He patted the back of his hand lightly, "Leave me alone, save energy, at least one of us must go out alive, or we will be born again..." At the end of
his speech, his eyelids were too heavy to lift up. Now, he feels very sleepy and wants to close his eyes and sleep.
Xia Lin panicked, this panic was stronger than when he was trapped in the cave alone in the previous life.
He wanted to hold Song Yan in his arms to give him warmth. He wanted to check what was wrong with Song Yanâs wound, but he couldnât do anything. He studied medicine for four years, but at the critical moment it worked. Can't play.
In the end he really had no choice. He raised his cuffs and put his wrist to Song Yanâs mouth and said, âSong Yan, donât sleep. You bleed too much. I know you are thirsty now. You drink my blood first, so that you can at least maintain your vital signs..."
Song Yan opened his eyes with difficulty, and saw the white arm in front of him.
He looked up at Xia Lin in surprise, and then carefully covered Xia Lin's wrist, gently pressed his cheek to his palm, closed his eyes and said helplessly: "How am I willing, you fool..."