Raiders of villains, I am always attacked by villains

Chapter 301 The Mermaid and the Harp 15
The dungeon doesn't give her much time to kill.

When Bai Wanwan began to realize that Lan's health was getting worse and worse, it seemed that there was no way to make any remedy.

In the past, he could sit on the bed and chat and laugh with Bai Wanwan, but now he could only lean against the wall weakly and forcefully smile at her.

He burned so badly that Bai Wanwan could realize it even if she couldn't touch his forehead.

"orchid?"

"No, it's nothing."

He responded with a smile as usual.

It was obviously an expression that should make people feel comfortable, but it made Bai Wanwan feel inexplicably annoyed when it appeared on his face at this moment.

Discomfort is discomfort, and illness is illness. Could it be that she can't see it if he keeps hiding it and doesn't say anything?
She took out the sword and slashed it fiercely on the glass, the force of the shock almost made her mouth go numb.But there was only one more scratch on that piece of glass.

"Don't do this, your hands will hurt."

Lan Qing frowned and interrupted her act of venting her anger, and he looked at Bai Wanwan with puzzled eyes: "What's wrong?"

What's the matter...Of course I want to rescue you as soon as possible.

Bai Wanwan lowered her arms dejectedly, staring at the scratches on the glass that were not shallow or deep: "It would be fine if I was the one locked inside."

"... Wan doesn't like to stay outside?"

"I like it, but I prefer to watch you stay outside. You are better than me, and you will definitely be able to figure out a way to save me. And you are much more useful than me to survive."

"how come……"

Even if he felt that she was not in the right mood, he couldn't reach out to hug her, he could only comfort her softly through the cold glass: "I'm fine inside, Wan is also very strong, I'll wait for you to rescue me."

"Okay? What's the good thing? Lan, you're sick." She widened her eyes, and looked at the people inside with anxiety: "You have to go out quickly and find a doctor, or your clan or something ... No, they might even lock you in."

She really felt a little overwhelmed.

Looking at his strangely pale complexion and eyes that are gradually losing their vitality, everything is at its worst.

If she was allowed to watch him fall ill day by day outside, it would be more torture than killing her.

"Wan, come here."

Lan beckoned, the expression on his face was still warm, but occasionally there was some struggling emotion in his eyes: "Do you really want me to go out that much?"

Listen to what nonsense this is!
Bai Wanwan was stunned: "Otherwise, what am I doing here?"

"You can go to farther places. Didn't you say that this sea may be connected to the sea of ​​the world? Wan, you are free from beginning to end."

Freedom, where did she get her freedom? She has been tied to him all her life.She can't tell him directly, the meaning of my life is to save you.

She shook her head and forced a jerky smile: "No, I don't like freedom, unless it's with you."

If you are willing to be with him for a long time, even your own feelings will become paranoid.

"Even if I hurt you, will you be with me?"

He asked so.

Bai Wanwan felt more and more confused as she chatted: "Hurt me? How could... even if you want to, you can't beat me."

Lan just smiled and didn't respond, but picked up the harp beside her.

He pressed the strings with his knuckles a bit obscurely, as if hesitating what to play.

The chaotic sound of the piano overflowed, without the slightest rhythm at all.But even if you play casually, those tones are like the scattered moonlight, which is unbelievably holy.

Every time I listen to his music, I always feel that any emotion in my heart starts to calm down at that moment. Is this his "magic power"?
Even if she didn't want to, Bai Wanwan couldn't control her thoughts the moment the piano sounded, and the complex and intense emotions in her mind before seemed to be emptied at this moment.

"Wan, you should rest."

She hadn't slept much since his illness.

Bai Wanwan rubbed her eyes and refused to leave: "I'm not sleepy, fish don't need to sleep for long."

"It's not about sleeping, you're tired, go and rest."

His tone is very light, and the sound of the piano is gentle.Bai Wanwan suddenly felt that she was really sleepy, her eyelids became a little heavy uncontrollably, and she fell down on the shell along the sea.

It's strange... He obviously doesn't want to sleep at all, but it's like he can't control his mind, and he can't drive away the sudden sleepiness.

She struggled hard to open her eyes, but she only saw Lan standing against the faint light, the sound of the piano in her hand didn't stop, and there was no trace of light in her eyes.

Those eyes that were always gentle on weekdays are now like a pool of stagnant water without ripples, even the self in his eyes looks cold.

I don't want to sleep because I want to rescue you as soon as possible.

She is the one who has been useless and weak, even if there is always someone who loses her freedom, it should be her.

But she thought, if she was the one imprisoned, would he want to save her when he passed by?
Certainly not, God loves everyone, and she is just one of them, and she wants to share His love with many people.

The paranoid feelings began to distort. She didn't like the love that was divided into several parts. If he looked at others like this one day, maybe she didn't like him anymore.

With such complicated thoughts in mind, Bai Wanwan fell into a deep sleep.

And those strange dreams reappeared with the sound of the harp.

It was an old Gothic church, although it had already been dismantled into a simple orphanage.

The little girl holding the rabbit doll sat alone in the shadow, calmly looking at the children laughing in the sun.

She didn't want to be with them, she didn't want to be with them, as if she was waiting for something, she was quiet and withdrawn, but she was too well-behaved.

"Do you have a name? If not, the dean's mother can help you get it."

"...My name is Wan."

"string together?"

The woman in the long skirt was a little surprised: "Is this the name your previous parents gave you?"

"No." The little girl shook her head: "This is the name I was born with."

The woman smiled, and bent over lovingly to touch the little girl's face: "Silly boy, no one is born with a name."

The little girl raised her head in confusion, but said nothing again.

Who named her, where she came from, and who were her parents.

She couldn't remember any of them, as if she came to this world suddenly and had no relatives at all.

Then why did she come here?
The plush rabbit doll in his arms quietly turned to look at his master when others were not paying attention.

(End of this chapter)