This sentence seems to have magical power. It can make Yan Ziyuan feel uneasy when it is said from the leaf tuyere.

Every time when she was in danger, it was Ye Feng who saved her and comforted her again and again

Ye Feng Why do you always treat me so well

But I already have a banquet I'll end up with Ziyan

What are you going to do?

What are you going to do?

How can I repay your affection?

Ye Feng, I wish I could split myself into two

Yan Ziyuan's tears burst into tears, like broken pearls. One by one, she fell down, wet her cheeks, fell on the stone beside her, and slowly disappeared

There is a drop that seems to fall on Ye Feng's hand. He takes it back as if he was scalded.

Yan Ziyuan is surprised, groping and holding it up, his voice seems to be with great grievance: "Ye Feng......"

Ye Feng's hand fumbled to wipe away Yan Ziyuan's tears, but he could not wipe them all. He sighed, his voice was a little dumb: "Ziyuan Don't cry, I have nothing to do, and I won't let you have anything... "

He coughed suddenly, and though he tried to suppress it, he couldn't stop for a moment.

Yan Ziyuan opened her eyes and wanted to see what happened to Ye Feng, but it was still dark: "Ye Feng, Ye Feng, what happened to you? You're seriously injured, aren't you?! Does it hurt? Why do you cough all the time? "

Tears seem to flow out again.

Ye Feng has stopped coughing at this time, his voice seems to be weak, but the weakness is fleeting. He said lightly: "it's OK, it's just a little skin and flesh injury. Just now, he accidentally inhaled the floating dust, so he coughed a few times..."

Dust?

Maybe

Yan Ziyuan's confused mind is a little calm. She holds Ye Feng's hand tightly and seems to want to draw courage from it.

She held his hand and dared not relax at all.

I feel that he is real around me. She is not alone in this dark day and night. Ye Feng is with her

She felt that her chest was a little blocked, and the boulder beside her made her a little out of breath.

She wanted to push away the boulders, but she didn't have the strength.

"Ye Feng, will we die here?"

"No, Ziyuan, you must insist You can... " The voice of Ye Feng was a little hasty.

"But But This is thousands of feet underground. You You are also trapped We are buried here. How can we get out... " Yan Ziyuan's voice is full of helplessness.

"Master Han and miss Ning will come Ziyuan, don't lose heart... "

The space is very narrow and sealed by riprap. After a while, the oxygen begins to be insufficient.

Yan Ziyuan gradually felt colder, more and more suffocating in her chest, and her head was also a bit drowsy. It seemed that she would go to sleep next second. She murmured: "Ye Feng I'm so sleepy... "

Ye Feng holds her hand tightly: "Ziyuan, can't sleep!"

Yan Ziyuan woke up for a moment: "I don't want to sleep either But I'm really sleepy Will I sleep a little? "

Ye Feng patted her hand, and finally there was a sense of panic in her always calm voice. Finally, the words became more and more: "Ziyuan, can't sleep! I can't wake up after sleeping! Think about your family. They are waiting for you at home! Your My husband is still outside the cave... "