In the final chapter, the two love each other and stay at home (5)

  "Can you promise me?" Yinyin's voice was already choked when she spoke again, her tone was like pleading and pleading, and she also revealed a touch of fatigue in it.

  Zhao Ziheng didn't even think about it, and blurted out: "I promise you."

  Getting this answer, Yinyin smiled with relief, as innocent as a child.

  Zhao Ziheng gently held Yinyin's hand on his face in his hand. The coldness in his hand made him feel a pain. He took Yinyin's hand to his lips, kissed gently, and asked softly, "Is it still cold?"

Yinyin shook her head, but went further into Zhao Ziheng's arms. The difference from before was that Yinyin felt a different touch on Zhao Ziheng's chest through the clothes, and raised her other hand to touch the thick chest, slowly He raised his head and looked at Zhao Ziheng, with deep sadness and a layer of moisture in his eyes...

   "It's okay, it doesn't matter." The corner of Zhao Ziheng's mouth gently pacified Yinyin.

Yinyin looked at Zhao Ziheng for a while, then stood up resolutely after a moment, took out the hand held by Zhao Ziheng and put his hands on his shirt but didn't know whether to open it or not. When he was hesitating, the big hand that had been warm all the time She covered her hand, raised her head, and met Zhao Ziheng's gentle eyes and a trace of imperceptible rejection.

Perhaps perceiving the imperceptible rejection in Zhao Ziheng’s eyes, Yinyin’s eyes became more sad. This look completely defeated Zhao Ziheng’s sanity. He gently removed Yinyin’s hand from his shirt and lifted it up. Take off your clothes by yourself...

Until the gauze-wrapped chest was exposed, the water vapor in the eyes finally turned into a crystal clear liquid, and finally, tears slipped silently from the face, raising a trembling hand to caress the bright red soaked gauze chest , But I was afraid that it would hurt him, so I stopped at the top of the wound and didn't dare to move.

Holding Yinyin's hands on her chest, holding them to her lips and kissing gently, even Zhao Ziheng himself didn't know how many times they had kissed Yinyin like this after they reunited, every time they kissed like that. Cautious, such gentle, completely unconscious but very natural behavior.

"Trust me, it doesn't matter anymore, really." Zhao Ziheng held Yinyin's hands tightly, his tone was very firm, because for him, now that he can use his lover in his arms, everything else will become meaningless. , Owning Yinyin means owning the whole world, even if the fire of life is burned out at this moment.

  For Yinyin, compared with her own pain, the scars on her lover's body hurt her even more, especially those scars are mostly because of her.

Realizing that his words could not comfort his lover, Zhao Ziheng released the hands that squeezed Yinyin's hands, and then gently cupped her face, the kiss fell gently on her eyelashes, and followed the tears drawn by the tears all the way down. , Until Yinyin’s tears are kissed dry.

  A little distance between the two, Zhao Ziheng said softly: "Trust me, I will never leave you before the end of my life, never will."

  Zhao Ziheng’s words are like a lullaby, Yinyin slowly loses her strength and leaned against his arms, and gradually closed her eyes...

  In the wooden house, Zhao Ziheng sat next to the bed, and then gently swept across Yinyin's face while she was asleep, as if she could not see or touch enough.

   "I have something, I want to tell you." Wang Ye, who hesitated for a long time, finally spoke.

   "Hmm." Zhao Ziheng responded, his eyes still staying on Yinyin, as if he didn't care what Wang Ye was going to say.

  Take a long sigh, Wang Ye said: "It's Miss Wang's business. I think it is necessary to tell you everything I know."

   "Wang Ye."

  As soon as Wang Ye was about to continue speaking, Zhao Ziheng interrupted him. Wang Ye was puzzled, and Zhao Ziheng had turned around to look at him.

"You don’t need to be so serious. From the moment she appeared in front of me, I knew that I would never be able to do without her again, and I promised that she would never leave. Even if the time to get along was very short, I wanted to be In the end, give her everything she wants, or it can be said to be for herself, even if I die now, it doesn’t matter."

From Zhao Ziheng’s words, Wang Ye knew that he had seen a lot more and would no longer be reckless, but at the same time he also felt a little sad, because even if Zhao Ziheng saw it, it didn’t mean that God would treat them kindly, and he would be considered dead. There is a death, so why not give them more time to get along after torturing them like this?

   "What if she was the one who died first?" Wang Ye suddenly spit out, his tone could not be heard, and he seemed cruel.

Sure enough, Zhao Ziheng's whole body was stunned. This did not escape Wang Ye's eyes. Only when Zhao Ziheng turned to look at Yinyin again, Wang Ye felt that he seemed too cruel; however, what Wang Ye did not expect was Zhao Ziheng's attitude. Except for the initial shock, his reaction was surprisingly calm, which made Wang Ye a little puzzled.

   "Even so, God still treats us well, isn't it?" Zhao Ziheng suddenly smiled and said in a very soft tone.

  Wang Ye was slightly stunned and looked at Zhao Ziheng in a daze. He didn't understand the meaning of his words, at least in his opinion, God was cruel to them.

"Isn’t this right? Even if it’s as you said, if she leaves me first, I’ll catch up with her soon, because I promised her, so from now on, even if I die, I’ll never be I will leave her again, so God is fair to us, and won’t let anyone wait too long, let’s not worry about death, at least then we will never suffer from being separated again.” Zhao Ziheng’s tone seemed to be a statement A matter of course, there is no resentment in the tone, and some are just a touch of gentleness.

  That's it, what else can Wang Ye say? It can only be said that perhaps Zhao Ziheng chose to leave before, because it was only then that he had the awakening now, and all he could do was pray, praying that the time between the two would be longer.

"Also, it is not very good to be able to fulfill the promise I made to myself before I die, but I believe that if you are there, that day will come sooner or later. Now all I can do is stay by her side and use the last Even if time compensates her for one more minute, from now on I will only live for her alone. This is what I owe her and I owe myself."

If he didn’t understand this relationship too much, Wang Ye would never think that one person would show affection to another person so deeply, even he himself would never be able to achieve Zhao Ziheng’s level, because of everyone’s attitude towards feelings. Is it different for the sake of it?