Chapter 522

Zhan Fengli looked at the figure that was gradually moving away. His eyes were deeper than ever.

The sea breeze is blowing, and qianchongxi's milk tea brown hair is blown up. The bottom of his white shirt is flying in the wind, which reflects his thin body is so weak and distressing.

When he got to the seaside two meters away, looking at the vast sea, he suddenly stopped.

Although far apart, he still clearly saw that the boy looked at the tide of the sea, his body trembled violently in the wind.

The next moment, he took a step, carefully squatted to the beach, with the fastest speed for his clothes.

After washing, the soles of his feet were like springs, and he didn't even twist his clothes. He bounced up, turned around and ran towards him. He even ran and yelled: "wash well, wash well, ha ha ha."

His smile is so brilliant, perhaps, hiding under his laughter is his fear.

Until he ran to him, he turned to look at the dark sea.

The white shirt was blown close to his chest by the sea breeze. Zhan Fenglie saw that his chest was undulating violently, and he seemed to be scared.

"Motherfucker! It's too cold

Qian chongxi'an stroked his strong fear of water, relieved heavily, and then turned to squat beside Zhan Feng's leg to wring his dry cleaned shirt.

"They are all dying people. What are you afraid of?" Zhan Fengli stares at the boy's eyes with a light voice.

"I'm not afraid. Where do you see that I'm afraid? It's just a little cold. Hurry to wash and get into the tent." Qian Chongxi didn't dare to look up at him.

I can feel that although she doesn't like Zhan fengri very much, Zhan fengri should not take her life easily.

Now that he has decided to persuade him to take her life and go back to Jiangcheng to fight for it, why make trouble again.

Zhan Fengli looked at the elusive little disaster star and didn't speak.

Qian Chongxi hung his shirt beside the tent. She helped him to get up and go to the tent to clean up his abdominal injury. Then she asked him to lie down, twist the drop medicine and rub his waist.

Zhan Fenglie's face fell on his arm, his eyes closed.

This kid's got cancer. He'll die soon?

If it is true, he is a sound person to accompany him to die, it is not worth it.

But

See him that pitiful appearance, his heart inexplicably good pain, pain want to put his broad arms to him to rely on.

What kind of obsession is this?

Is he going to fight with his dying life or spare his life to accompany him?

So tangled.

He could not help frowning.

Qian Chongxi was wiping the liquid medicine for him when he saw that his brow was twisted. She quickly lightened the technique.

"Does it hurt?" She asked.

Zhan Fengli

He didn't open his eyes and didn't want to answer.

My heart is in pain.

It's a pain that can't be cured.

Qian Chongxi saw that he didn't want to talk and shut up quietly.

After wiping and fetching water for him, she covered him with her suit.

Ye Yan is really cheap. She only prepared one sleeping bag. Obviously, she didn't prepare it for her at all.

Night had fallen, and the air on the island was as cold and wet as in early winter.

Take out the compressed biscuit from the bag, take it apart and deliver it to Zhan Fenglie's lips.

"Open your mouth."

"I'm not hungry."

Zhan Feng opened his lips lightly and his voice was low. His eyes were still closed and his black and long eyelashes fluttered over his lower eyelids. He was very beautiful.

She couldn't help watching while he didn't.

"To replenish your strength, maybe there is still hope." She pasted the biscuit on his lips.

Zhan Fengli didn't say a word, but she could not put in her biscuit.

He tells Ye Yan that he is going to the desert island with Qian Chongxi for rescue, but Ye Yan is selfish and doesn't prepare food for Qian Chongxi. He doesn't even prepare his sleeping bag.

The food was given to him.

"Well, do you want that? You are the wounded. If you don't eat, what if there are wild animals coming? We can't feed people hungry. It's disrespectful of wild animals. " Seeing Zhan Fenglie like this, Qian Chongxi's heart ached.

He doesn't eat, she doesn't have the heart.

But Zhan Fengli still bit her lip and ignored her.

"If I don't eat, I don't eat either. I expect me to be thinner and fatter so that the beast can eat you first."

Zhan Fengli still closed his eyes.

His skin is white, and his face is three-dimensional. The way he lies on his arm is tall, cold and lovely, especially the sharp lip. It's damn good-looking. Just looking at it makes people's fear of death fade away.

Qian Chongxi lowered his face and leaned to his face and whispered, "if not, I'll take a bite and you'll take a bite. If not, I'll bite and feed you."

Feeling his fresh and pleasant breath on his face, Zhan Fenglie slowly opened his eyes and saw Qian Chongxi's delicate face close in front of him. His smiling eyes were like the bright stars in the sky under the night light above his head.

"Here, take a bite." Qianchongxi coaxes such a lovely Zhan Fenglie like Jingyi.

Zhan Fenglie opened her lips slightly. She lifted her lips and put the compressed biscuit into his mouth.

He bit his mouth gently, pursed his upper lip and looked at her with slanting eyes. His deep eyes were more and more deep in such a narrow space.

"How does it taste?" Qian Chongxi asked with a smile.

If in the past, the boy was laughing like this, he must have suspected that he was carrying a ghost. But at this moment, the smile is so beautiful, just like the smile of a newborn baby, so pure and beautiful.

Just quietly gazing, enough to comfort the restless heart.

Qian Chongxi bent over his face and looked at him, grinning, "have you never eaten compressed biscuits?"

Zhan Fengli gave a "um".

Born in Zhan's family, from small to large, life is incomparably superior, when it's his turn to eat compressed biscuits.

Even in the field training camp before, he did not neglect the food.

Of course, with the exception of the burnt rice potato paste that he had eaten with the boy.

Qian Chongxi looks at his man, feeling like honey. Seeing that his hair is in a mess, she can't help reaching out to help him.

"You say, people die, will there be memory?"

"Idiot." Zhan Fengli lightly spits out these two unfriendly words and raises his face to lie in another direction.

Then Qian Chongxi couldn't see his face and feed him.

Qian Chongxi raised his face and stared at his side face. The warmth just rose in his heart was instantly extinguished by his cold water.

If she died, she would never see him, never remember his appearance, never remember her two children

The thought of this made her heart ache beyond control.

This sleeping bag can't sleep two people unless it's stacked.

And he was naked, only covered with a suit, afraid that he was cold, she leaned over his back and gathered him under her.

Zhan fengri didn't object to his action. He slowly opened his eyes and looked at the corner of the tent in front of him.

Qian Chongxi saw that he opened his eyes and was afraid of his opposition. She said softly, "let's warm each other."

His arm was cold, and she put her hand on it and rubbed it gently, intending to make it warm.

"Let's go through the night first. I'll pick up some firewood to light it tomorrow morning. Have I pressed your waist? If it hurts, squeak. "