The porthole was half open, and the damp sea breeze slowly blew in. After a round in the cabin, it carried the smell of medicine and floated out from the porthole on the other side. By the way, the window screen also floated up and down like a wave.

The sound of sea waves rang up and down, and occasionally there was a long chirping of seagulls.

Ling Qingyu squinted at the bright sunlight shining on the porthole, tilted his head slightly, and looked at Yan San, who was lying on the bedside with his eyes drooping and frowned in his sleep. The confusion in his eyes receded and gradually floated. Gentle like water.

Slowly conscious, Ling Qingyu did not dare to move his head, and turned his eyes around where he could reach.

The couch was empty. Yesterday, after her wound was treated, Meng Su carried the wound away to Zhao Yinfeng, who was splitting because of the stumbling. Yan Qi and Ying Shisan picked the medicinal materials and gave them to Ye Pohe. After Ye Xixi went back to the cabin on the ground floor to continue their half-interrupted work. By the way, Cheng Jia also took away the helper. Yang Zhaohe Li left the cabin after she said she would retaliate, until Lu Yao woke up. Come, Cheng Cheng rushed in, and the two of them returned here with the man named Shen Che.

Shuidong Building...

With her eyes closed slightly, Ling Qingyu remembered Cheng Cheng’s gritted teeth. Although they were blasted out by Yan San afterwards, and Lu Yao fell asleep again, she still smelled the thick from their simple words. Strong smell of gunpowder.

That person was the one who caused Lu Yao's original body and Cheng Cheng to suffer a big loss many years ago, and the one who wiped out their team.

Yes, Lu Yao's original body...

I couldn't help turning my head carefully and looked at Lu Yao who was sleeping on the other side of the bed.

His whole body was wrapped in bandages, and the back of his head was also wrapped in gauze and bandages, which made him look like an Egyptian mummy.

After returning to the yacht, she saw his situation clearly, and understood why when there was light in the back, he put her down and turned her back and held her in his arms.

It's not that the pain on her back is severe, but she doesn't want her to see the real situation under his charred darkness.

With the acquiescence of Yan San and Yang Zhao, Ye Shiyi quietly told her a lot when Lu Yao was unconscious.

Ye Shiyi said that it was Lu Yao who saved her in Qilian Mountains, and he was the one who gave her eyes, and it was him who used his own body and life to refine the heart of the fire, and he also said that you don’t need to tell her about these things. , Because she didn't know that person was him at the time.

Ye Shiyi said that before he died, he asked Yepai to send his ashes into the Hall of Longevity. At that time, Yepai had no chance to go, so he always took his ashes, and his soul has been with her. When Yepai sent his ashes After entering the Hall of Longevity, his soul could not follow her, staying alone in the Hall of Longevity for more than ten years.

The other men were sleeping in their own bodies, but he had no body, so he could only wander in the space where the scenery never changed, waiting for her to arrive after a while.

When she came over with the men, his soul came with him, as if she had gone there. This Lu Yao here should also be his previous life or future life. He died because of an accident, and he was in this body. Come back to life.

Ye Shiyi said that the Jinghua Miaolian he wanted in Macau was for Lu Yao. Then they went to Deqing for training. Lu Yao arranged for them. Also, along the way, all the people who gave them guns and wiped their **** to deal with the funeral Lu Yao.

Ye Shiyi couldn't say anything further, lowered his head and said sorry with tears in his eyes.

In fact, she should have said sorry. Ling Qingyu was heartbroken looking at Ye Xi's bowing and weeping. She understood their thoughts, so they and Lu Yao were even more distressed.

She didn’t know what she was going to pay for such affection, even if she tried her best to serve her soul...

"Qingyu..." A low groan sounded softly in his ears, Ling Qingyu swished and turned back, seeing Yan San's eyelashes blinking a few times, and a pair of bright star-like eyes opened slowly, his head resting on the pillow On the back of her hand, she looked at herself so quietly, and under that kind of gaze, her heart throbbed and throbbed faster and faster.

Seeing her cheeks slowly rose red, Yan San's lips curled up with a smile, still looking at her without blinking, and whispered: "As long as you are well, let me be by your side, then This is my greatest happiness..."

"Yan San..." Ling Qingyu stretched out his hand to touch his cheek, and saw that his hand wrapped like a zongzi was taken back in a shameless manner.

Yan San raised his head, his eyes still staring at her, but the smile on the corners of his lips bloomed. He stretched out his hand to hold the white ball-like hand that he had wrapped in a ball and rubbed it against his cheek, and said softly: " It makes no difference how many people treat me, I only want you to be well."

"Yan San..." Ling Qingyu's eyes felt a moment of confusion, and tears came out again, desperately.

Yan San smiled like a flower, got up, kissed her lips with a probe, and said: "When you fell, when you couldn't find you, I had already made a wish to God, as long as you can live and live. Come back to me, I don’t care about anything, Qingyu, don’t have any more accidents, I, can’t bear the third time..."

Seeing Ling Qingyu staring at herself with a pair of misty eyes with tears open, Yan San grinned and said: "If there is another next time, I won't go looking for you, I will pierce the sword directly into the heart. "

"It's not fair! That's not my voluntary!" Ling Qingyu yelled involuntarily. Seeing the insistence on the corners of his lips with a smile, he opened his arms and said, "You promised me!"

Yan San went to bed, carefully avoided her wounds, put her head in her arms, listened to the familiar heartbeat, and whispered: "I don't want it anymore, I can't do it..."

"You are Yan San with a promise of gold! You have to persist!" Rubbing his head lightly with his bun-like hand (want to caress it), Ling Qingyu's voice was anxious but hidden a smile.

Hearing her words, Yan San lifted up and lay down beside her with long arms, leaning her in her arms, listening to her heartbeat, Yan San said, "I just said, I will not die. In front of you, but I will not die behind you."

A kiss was printed on the chest with the heartbeat still fierce, Ling Qingyu whispered: "Okay, we live and die together."

Living and dying together... Chewing the meaning of her words, Yan San watched her involuntarily start to bite her sensitive place with her teeth, and took her shirt away to make her play more convenient (hands became meat bags) She can't move her legs, all she can move), she said with a chuckle: "How do you want revenge?"

Ling Qingyu stopped biting immediately, raised his head, and asked with bright eyes: "How are Su Hexiang and the others doing?"