But before Wei Shui was about to leave the room, Su Yan still struggled, used up his last trace of strength, and said weakly: 'Master, I don't want to die'
He doesn't want to die yet, he wants to live.
But the words seemed to sink into the sea, without causing any ripples, and no response was received.
He was completely desperate.
And as the torture that had been suffered once again was performed on him, Su Yan knew that he could not stand this time.
Zhuiwen ZHuIWen. He will disappear.
He will die.
It seems that when people are about to die, some negative emotions will erupt, and Su Yan is no exception. He thought in great despair, why is the master unwilling to believe him?
Why, why, why
He kept thinking like he was crazy, as if he had to come up with an answer.
Until now, his spirit is about to be exhausted by pain, and "death" is so close that he finally calms down.
His birth was a mistake from the beginning.
But in this way, he, who should not have existed in this world, has obtained the tenderness that many people in this world will never get in their lifetime.
He is happy.
You should be content.
Thinking of this, it was like the last breath dissipated. Su Yan's mind was shrouded in darkness, and his consciousness also disappeared little by little with the darkness.
despair.
A cold forehead.
At the last moment before disappearing, the corners of his lips gently raised.
Master, kiss him again
There were many precision instruments in the room, and a group of doctors sat in front of these instruments, carefully observing every fluctuation of the values above.
Wei Shui sat by the wall, tilting his head and staring at the scene on the TV.
Suddenly, she felt a sense of boredom in her heart, and she came inexplicably, but could not find the reason.
Wei Shui frowned.
This situation is too rare for her.
At any time, even when death is about to come, she can remain calm and feel at ease.
How could such emotions arise for no reason?
In recent times, only young people can make her heart
Wei Shui suddenly stood up from the chair, gritting his teeth, and his expression was extremely ferocious.
"What's wrong with you?"
The hospitals looked as if they were shocked and panic on their faces, and they asked hurriedly.
Wei Shui did not answer. Her heart suddenly felt like it was clenched by a hand. The pain from inside to outside made her almost scream.
She took a deep breath, her face was extremely pale, but she subconsciously looked at the scene on the TV. Her words were cold and trembling, but she contained a hint of trembling.
"Is there any problem?!"
"No." They hurriedly looked at the instrument and found no abnormalities.
Wei Shui was stunned when he heard this.
If nothing went wrong, how could her heart be so painful? It seemed as if she had lost the most important thing to her.
This is not only a person's sixth sense, but also a premonition of the king of killers.
She used to rely on this premonition to avoid many injuries.
And this time, she still chose to believe her premonition.
Wei Shui hurried to the room where Su Yan was imprisoned, carefully checked his body from beginning to end, and felt his heart still beating vigorously, she breathed a sigh of relief.
But a little worry arose in my heart, shortening the training plan that I originally planned to last for a week was shortened to three days.
She left here.
In this way, three days passed quickly.
During this period, Wei Shui could not get peace every night. When he closed his eyes, he would always dream of Su Yan. He held tears in his dream and said to her softly: 'Master, goodbye.'
She would wake up in the middle of the night and go to the dark room to check whether the young man is still alive.
These three days were a torture for Su Yan, and for Wei Shui the same.
Fortunately, today, the training and teaching are over.
Standing in front of the room door, Wei Shui couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, then pushed the door open and entered.
Even a faint light given in the endless darkness is enough to make people feel grateful and give everything.
Wei Shui slowly walked to the edge of the bed, looked down at Su Yan who was motionless, with a hint of nervousness in his heart.
She thought about the young man's willpower, and there was no way to guarantee that three days would make him feel fear and despair of torture.
But no matter how much time she was, she was worried that he wouldn't be able to bear it, and then she collapsed directly.
With a lot of thoughts in his mind, Wei Shui turned off the dripping machine and then gently fell a kiss on his forehead.
The young man's body trembled slightly.
Wei Shui was slightly happy, which was exactly the same as last time.
Then, she unbuttoned the blindfold.
The eyes slowly opened, and blood filled their eyes with a horrifying look.
But Wei Shui stared at these eyes, but a sudden look of surprise suddenly appeared in his eyes!
It’s not because of the same blood-red eyes as last time, but because Su Yan’s eyes have deep fatigue, weakness and pain, but no happiness and attachment!
Even a trace of coldness can be seen in the deepest part of my eyes!
How is it possible, did the plan fail?!
Wei Shui thought this way and tried his best to restrain himself, so he did not show a cold and ferocious look.
Otherwise, Su Yan would be afraid
But the feeling that this plan is not under her control is really not good at all.
Wei Shui pursed her thin lips and looked at the young man again.
"This time, do you still dare to betray me?" She said, with a cold voice in her words, but her tone was careful after careful consideration, for fear that someone would accidentally stimulate Su Yan.
Finally, he saw the coldness in the young man's eyes slowly dissipated, as if he had recognized the current situation and saved him.
A faint smile appeared at the corner of Wei Shui's mouth, and he lowered his head and kissed Su Yan's forehead again.
Yes, that's it.
Attached to me, trust me, love me
"Don't move, I'll untie the rope for you."
Wei Shui untied the constraints that were tightly bound Su Yan, and his white and tender feet were full of a deep blue color. If he had been tied up for another day, he would probably die.
She gently massaged the young man's toes and then pulled out the tube inside his body.
"You're free."
Wei Shui looked down at Su Yan, looking forward to what kind of words he would spit out from his mouth.
She really wanted to hear the young man call her master again.
Su Yan didn't speak for a long time, and even the action of opening his lips seemed a little unfamiliar and stiff.
But in the end, he opened his lips slightly, and a look of coldness and disgust suddenly appeared in his eyes. A sarcastic smile appeared on the corners of his lips, and he said hoarsely: "Thank you for helping me solve him."