He tried his best to catch up, and his heart beat fast.

He was terrified.

Very flustered.

The light seems to be closing in, and the darkness is getting bigger and bigger.

Du Zhi was flustered and ran to the light source. When the fingertips touch the edge of the beam, the whole body suddenly becomes comfortable.

The whole body seems to suddenly have the strength, Du Zhi suddenly opened his eyes.

The abyss receded.

The light is still there.

He saw the people he wanted to see the most.

"Shen Lang!!"

Du Zhi was overjoyed, his voice choked, and he almost cried.

He just woke up. He didn't have much strength. He wanted to hug Shen Yan, but he couldn't make it. He couldn't move. He could only stare at his sweetheart.

Du Zhi didn't even dare to blink his eyes. He stared at the people beside him for fear that they would disappear in the next second.

Shen Yan's heart was so soft that he said in a soft voice, "don't talk. I'll pour you a glass of water."

"Don't go..."

Du Zhi wanted to hold his wife, but his whole body seemed to be drained. He couldn't lift his hand at all. He just managed to move his fingers.

"I'm not going."

Shen Yan's heart was full of love and pity. He comforted each other in a soft voice and went to bed with his hands and feet.

Du Zhi was lying on the bed, his eyes glued to his wife all the time, satisfied and frightened.

It's all hallucinations, isn't it?

Shen Lang has been killed by Zi Gu.

Now all this is just my fantasy, right?

Fantasy is good.

Even if everything is false.

He is willing to live in such falsehood.

As long as Shen Lang is by his side, even if it's just his own fantasy.

"Open your mouth."

Shen Yan raises Du Zhi and hands the blue and white tea cup to the latter's lips.

Du Zhi opened his lips and felt the warm tea in his mouth. He had a very strange idea. With all his strength, he raised his head and rubbed his cheek against his sweetheart's.

There's temperature.

There is temperature!!

Isn't it your own illusion?

Or have you even imagined the temperature?

"Don't make any noise." Shen Yan is a little itchy. He puts the cup aside and helps Du Zhi to lie down again.

"Shen Lang, you are not dead..." Du Zhi stared at the person in front of him. When he said this, his voice was trembling. He didn't know whether he was blinding himself or waiting for a slim possibility.

"Of course not." Shen Yan sees the other party's trance state, and knows that Du Zhi hasn't recovered. He kisses the dog man's cheek again and says with a light smile: "poison is useless to me at all. I'm fine."

Du Zhi was overjoyed, then stunned, then angry, then very sad, finally very sad.

His mood is too complex, ups and downs, almost forced him to collapse.

"Shen Lang, how can you cheat me..."

Du held his sweetheart's waist, choked in his throat, and his eyes were sour.

Shen Lang was not influenced by the Zi Gu at all, but the man ran away without saying a word, leaving him to be frightened and feel sad.

How can it be like this?

Du Zhi was so sad that his eyes were covered with hot water vapor.

Does Shen Lang really like him?

If you like it, how can you let him fall into such a dilemma?

"It's not a cheat..." Shen Yan was a little guilty, and his cheeks were red. "You were the first one to poison me."