My Wife is Li Jiayu

[I'm sorry...Ivy...I didn't keep the promise...I'm sorry...yes...]

【Yang An!Please speak!Yang An! 】

Yang An's voice in Ivy's heart became smaller and smaller until it disappeared completely, and then there was a dead silence. No matter how Ivy called, the other end was like a black hole without any response.

The moment the voice disappeared, the friendship contract between Yang An and Ivy was broken like wet paper soaked in water, and Ivy lost all contact with Yang An.

"Woooooo-"

Ivy could no longer control her emotions at this time, her body crooked and she collapsed to the ground, covering her face and crying.

The child's mournful cries suddenly spread throughout the open space, echoing constantly throughout the open space, making everyone around them feel sad and uncomfortable.

Ye Yue saw that Ivy suddenly lost control of her emotions, and she already knew it. She didn't care about revenge or not, she slowly stepped forward and hugged Ivy who was collapsed on the ground, lowered her head and cried silently.

Everyone looked at the two people who were kneeling on the ground and hugging each other. No one spoke, as if they were infected by this sadness. Who would have thought that in this apocalypse where people die unexpectedly every day, someone could make these two girls So sad.

After a while, Ivy stood up from the ground tremblingly, walked slowly to Ran Hongxia, lowered her head and said to Ran Hongxia in a choked voice:

"Can you please, I want to have a few words with her."

Ranhongxia looked at Ivy, whose face was flushed and tearful, in front of her. She couldn't bear it, but she didn't dare to let go easily. Who knew that Ivy, who was distraught, would suddenly attack Li Jiayu.

"Let her speak." Li Jiayu said suddenly standing behind Ran Hongxia.

Li Jiayu stood up slowly from the ground, but her eyes were still sluggish, and it was obvious that she had not recovered from the state just now.

"Is it okay?" Ran Hongxia asked worriedly.

"no problem."

"Oh, okay, you two have a good talk." Ran Hongxia put away the steel sword and walked aside, letting Ivy and Li Jiayu stand face to face.

At this time, Ivy's eyes were still full of hatred, she clenched her fists tightly, stepped out, and walked towards Li Jiayu step by step.

When Ivy walked in front of Li Jiayu, she stopped and raised her head to sting Li Jiayu's face with hateful eyes, as if to engrave the person who killed Yang An in her mind.

"Snapped!"

Next, something shocking everyone happened. Ivy, who only reached Li Jiayu's waist, jumped up and gave Li Jiayu a loud slap in the face, and the huge force directly flew Li Jiayu out.

"puff!"

Li Jiayu's blood spit out like silk threads in the air. Li Jiayu, who had disheveled hair, fell to the ground and covered half of her swollen face. Before she thought of what to say, Ivy raised her head and said in a hoarse voice:

"Do you know what he said to me before he died?"

This sentence made Li Jiayu's eyes suddenly have a look, and the originally depressed spirit seemed to have come out of the quagmire. He opened his eyes and looked at Ivy who was slowly approaching:

"Say... what did you say?"

"He told me not to hurt you..."

After speaking, Ivy's tears were left unsatisfactory, and the whole person stood in the same place sobbing, her small fists clenched even tighter.

"I will definitely do what Yang An said, but there are some things I have to tell you."

"Since Yang An saw you, he has never done anything to feel sorry for you, and every time he deals with things, the first thing Yang An thinks of is you."

"According to the current situation, Yang An and you have chosen to hide everything from everyone in the past, and you are the only one who can share the past with him."

"So although I don't want to admit it, your place in his heart has indeed surpassed everyone, including me of course."

"You hate him because of what Yang An has done in the past, but maybe he hates what he has done in the past, and the things in the past may not be his original intention, so he will intentionally make up for what he has done. everything."

"You human beings have a so-called unchangeable nature. If Yang An's nature is like this, it is such gentleness. It's just that he was forcibly distorted by something to become the him in your memory."

"Twisted character..."

"But no matter what you think, since the first day I saw Yang An, Yang An has always been my hero!"

After Ivy finished speaking, she let out a long sigh of relief, turned around and walked to Yang An with tears in her eyes.

"A hero..."

Li Jiayu gave Yang An a full and meaningful look, and saw a ray of light that was imperceptible to others leaving Li Jiayu's hand and quickly flowed into Yang An's body, and then Li Jiayu walked towards the residential building without looking back.

"Li Jiayu, don't you explain it!" Ranhongxia shouted towards Li Jiayu's back.

"Nothing to explain."

When Li Jiayu left, the surrounding people also dispersed, only Ran Hongxia and Xiao Wanqing were left standing here.

Ivy, who was lying on Yang An's body, slowly raised her body. Just when she wanted to take her hand away from Yang An's chest, her palm suddenly felt a throbbing from the depths of Yang An's body.

"Ok?"

After feeling the beating, Ivy immediately leaned down, moved her ear to Yang An's heart, closed her eyes and waited for the next beating with anticipation.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Sure enough, with the first sound, the "thump" of Yang An's heart began to spread to Ivy's duo one after another. Although the interval between the two beatings was long, they were indeed beating.

Ivy was overjoyed by this discovery, and she immediately shouted to Ye Yue next to her: "Yang An is not dead! Yang An is not dead! His heart is still beating!"

When Ran Hongxia and Xiao Wanqing heard that no one was dead, they immediately squatted beside Yang An and smiled at Yang An's undulating chest.

"Quick! Bring it into the house and I'll treat him!"

Chapter 70 Farewell

Yang An, whose clothes were soaked in blood, was sent to the double bed in the bedroom on the first floor, and Xiao Wanqing, a third-level light priest, personally treated him.

At this time, there were only Ran Hongxia, Ivy, and Ye Yue in the huge room, which seemed a little empty. Although the rest of the people wanted to come in, Xiao Wanqing and Ran Hongxia strictly prohibited outsiders from entering.

The reason is that there will be more negative emotions mixed in after there are more people. The two leaders of Sogang University do not want such emotions to penetrate into the community of Sogang University.After all, Yang An is receiving treatment, so there is no need to make people panic.

Ye Yue was sitting on the sofa with Ivy in her arms. At this time, their eyes were flushed, and there were two obvious tears on their cheeks. It was obvious that they had cried more than once.

From time to time, the two of them would turn their heads to look at the closed bedroom door, their eyes filled with worry about Yang An's comfort, for fear that the glimmer of hope that had just been born would return to nothing.

"Sister Ye, do you think Yang An will be okay?" Ivy closed her eyes and snuggled into Ye Yue's arms and said softly in a choked voice.

After the friendship contract was broken, Ivy lost all contact with Yang An, could not feel the rhythm of Yang An's life, could not convey her thoughts to Yang An, and could not know what Yang An was thinking at this time.

For the first time, Ivy felt that her heart was empty and there was no movement. Only then did she realize that Yang An had now become an indispensable part of her life. The loneliness of losing Yang An's news made Ivy feel at a loss. .

"No, no..."

Ye Yue heard Ivy's murmur, and after a burst of heart palpitations, she slowly reached out her hand and stroked Ivy's head twice, and said in the tone she thought was the firmest.

Yang An's position in Ye Yue's heart is undoubtedly the highest, otherwise she would not travel thousands of miles to another province in order to bring Yang An back to Haitian City.

In the past days, Yang An showed the ability and will that surpassed ordinary people in front of Ye Yue, so Ye Yue firmly believed that Yang An was someone who was favored by God and would not die so easily.

Ivy and Ye Yue were silent after that, and the two hugged each other tightly, waiting for news from Yang An together.

……

"Squeak."

After about an hour, the bedroom door was opened, and the harsh sound of the door pivot sounded in the silent room. Ivy and Ye Yue immediately turned to look at the bedroom when they heard the door open.

Xiao Wanqing, who was sweating profusely, walked out of the dimly lit room panting heavily, and there was still light on her sweaty hands that had not yet completely dissipated.

As soon as Ivy saw Xiao Wanqing, she jumped up from the sofa and took the initiative to greet her.

"Aunt Wanqing, what's wrong with Yang An!"

Ivy, who saw Xiao Wanqing, was very excited, but she didn't dare to speak too loudly, for fear of affecting Yang An who was recovering inside.

Xiao Wanqing let out a sigh of relief, then squatted down and put her hands on Ivy's shoulders, smiled and said:

"The wound on Yang An's body has almost healed, and the organs in his body are slowly healing. He will wake up soon."

"Great! I... can I go in?"

After Ivy learned that Yang An was out of danger, the tears that had accumulated in her eyes overflowed again, and she couldn't wait to see Yang An.

"We'd better not disturb him to rest." Xiao Wanqing hugged Ivy and comforted her back to the sofa.

The whole process of treating Yang An was not easy. Even Xiao Wanqing, who had always been treating people, spent a lot of time. The reason is that Xiao Wanqing's penetrating injuries are not too many, especially Yang An's past. Seriously wounded throughout.

During the treatment, Xiao Wanqing used all the healing abilities of her Bright Sacrifice, which greatly accelerated the hematopoiesis and cell proliferation process in Yang An's body, and continuously injected holy light to keep Yang An adequately nourished.

Looking at the survivors in the entire Yulin City, only Xiao Wanqing, who has reached the third level, can do such incredible things.

The whole healing process took about an hour, during which Xiao Wanqing's ability was not broken. It was not until the terrifying wound on Yang An's chest healed that Xiao Wanqing breathed a sigh of relief and released a few healing techniques to Yang An before walking out. the bedroom.

Although Xiao Wanqing didn't know what Li Jiayu had with this man named Yang An, but just based on Yang An's great contribution to Xijiang University in the past ten days, Xiao Wanqing couldn't just sit back and watch.

So she must save Yang An and let Li Jiayu and Yang An speak clearly.

At this time, the bedroom was extremely quiet, and Yang An was lying quietly on the bed in the corner of the bedroom, and at a glance, he could see the finger-length wound on his body.

Yang An's wound has completely healed, and there are no signs of injury from the outside. The originally pale face is also bloody, and his breathing is much smoother than before. Lying on the bed is like falling asleep.

"Humph!"

I saw a smile suddenly appeared at the corner of Yang An's mouth, who was lying quietly on the bed, and his originally closed eyes slowly opened.

After waking up, Yang An looked at the unfamiliar ceiling, then turned to look around, the smile on his face became stronger and stronger, he sat up on the bed enduring the pain of the wound, then put up the pillow and leaned back. Move, the whole person is leaning on the pillow.

"Oh, the feeling of fake death is really bad."

Yang An sighed, then closed his eyes, and used his mental strength to quickly check his body against the pain in his brain. After confirming that there was no serious problem, he flipped the quilt over and got out of bed, and put on a short-sleeved cover. He tiptoed open the window and turned out.

"hiss!"

Yang An, who had just recovered, stumbled when he landed, and fell on the grass outside. There was a burst of pain from the newly healed wound, as if his entire body was about to be torn apart from the middle.

Yang An panted heavily and sat on the grass, looking up at the tall residential buildings around him, his eyes kept rolling, his eyes were erratic, as if he was looking for something.

"So... where are you now?"

About a minute later, Yang An gritted his teeth and endured the pain and got up from the muddy grass, shaking his body and slowly walking towards a residential building next door.

"Da da da……"

Footsteps sounded in the originally silent corridor, and Yang An's figure appeared on the dark and narrow staircase.

I saw Yang An holding the railing of the stairs with both hands and climbing up step by step, gasping for breath while the expression on his face was also extremely painful. After a while, the sweat had already soaked his back.