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Hearing this, Hans became even more irritable: "That's impossible!"

The doctor rolled his eyes: "Then you wait to collect his body."

"I want you to find a way to make him better!" Hans almost growled.

The doctor also roared: "I can't even make your baby better, you can play by yourself, I won't serve you anymore!"

After speaking, the doctor lifted the medical kit and walked out angrily.Hans was left in this spacious bedroom with a helpless and furious expression on his face.

After a while, he finally calmed down.Walking slowly to the side of the bed, looking sadly at the little male worm on the bed who seemed to be losing breath, he murmured in a low voice: "Don't torture yourself, torture me too, okay..."

Of course Fang Qingci couldn't hear his pleading, he closed his eyes and seemed to have fallen into an eternal sleep.Only the warrior who has gone through all kinds of hardships and dangers can wake him up.

Since the hunger strike, Fang Qingci has basically been in a coma, which is probably because the body has started the process of automatic protection to consume as little energy as possible.

Occasionally he would wake up for a while, and whenever this happened, Hans would be overjoyed.Surround him with greetings, take good care of him, and comfort him in every possible way.

Fang Qingci usually ignored him, just looked out of the window or the air in a daze, as if immersed in his own world.Contact with the outside world has been severed.

This afternoon, Fang Qingci woke up again.Hans, who was busy outside, heard the notification and hurried over.As soon as he ran into the bedroom, he realized that his appearance was out of shape and his body was covered in sweat, so he shrank involuntarily.But then, when he saw Fang Qingci's indifferent expression, he realized that he didn't care about these things at all. He couldn't help but smiled wryly, took back the steps he wanted to retreat, and walked towards Fang Qingci.

"How do you feel today? Do you want to eat?" He tried his best to put out a gentle voice, and the expression on his face was also extremely tender.If those star thieves outside who are used to looking at his cold face see his current appearance, they will definitely be shocked and can't believe their eyes.

It turned out that Hans, who was nicknamed the iceberg, would also show such an expression?

Of course he would, but only in front of Fang Qingci.No other worm could do that except him.

Fang Qingci turned a deaf ear to Hans' question, just sat on the bed, hugged his knees, and looked out the window quietly.

The scenery outside the window is naturally unchanging, trees and lakes.It seems that it will be like this in another 1000 years.

The wind with the moisture of the lake came in and blew on his pale and thin face.A pair of eyes became bigger and bigger due to the weight loss, deep and dark.

Seeing him like this, Hans felt sore in his heart, as if even if he wanted his life, he could give it to him.But just one thing, don't want to leave him.

After looking at him for a while, Hans went downstairs to the kitchen.Not long after, he came in again with a tray.

He put a small table board on the bed, took out the contents of the tray, put them on the table one by one, and said in his mouth: "Look, this is the porridge I started making in the morning, and it's just right for my mouth. Some minced green vegetables and minced chicken taste delicious and refreshing, and are also good for the stomach. There is also this crystal shrimp dumpling, which is soft and glutinous and delicious. The shrimp inside are all peeled from the live shrimp I killed. It's fresh, how about some?"

Fang Qingci didn't look at the porridge and shrimp dumplings or him, and kept his original posture, motionless.It seems that the soul is lost, only a body is left here.

Looking at him, Hans only felt his heart ache.

"Eat a little bit, okay? Come on, let me feed you..." Hans scooped up a spoonful of porridge and fed it to Fang Qingci's mouth.Fang Qingci remained motionless, like a clay sculpture or wood carving.

Hans forcefully fed the porridge into his mouth, and he spit it out immediately.

Hans put down the bowl and looked at his beloved, feeling weak all over.How many years?Ever since he walked out of the dark street where dead bugs can always be found, how many years has it been since he felt so powerless?

"I beg you, can you eat a little?"

"What do you want from me?"

"Your life is your own, don't you want it?"

"Fang Qingci!"

He begged, he was angry, and there was nothing he could do.

Fang Qingci fell into a deep sleep again, treating Hans like nothing from the beginning to the end.

Hans couldn't spend his time here all the time, so he had to leave dejectedly.

Fang Qingci seemed to be having some kind of dream, his bloodless lips moved, and he silently called out a word: "Xun..."

Thousands of miles of yellow sand, can not see the edge.

The sun withdrew its last vestiges of heat and finally descended.

The ground was not so scorching just now that it drove the insects crazy, and the extreme cold descended on Qianlixing.

The strong wind howled, and the pale white sand under the moonlight flew all over the sky, covering the sky, and soon nothing could be seen.

The boundless sand, the boundless desolation and loneliness.

A pile of sand suddenly appeared on the flat sandy ground, looking at the shape, it looked like the wreckage of a small spaceship.This is also considered rare, after all, this place is too desolate, and even the wreckage can hardly be seen.

The night is getting darker and the wind is gradually calming down.The sand flying all over the sky returned to the earth one after another.At this time, the desert looked particularly demure.The worm couldn't imagine what it would look like when it was furious.

When the bright moon was in the sky, a blood-stained arm suddenly stretched out from the sand.That scene was like something that would appear in a horror movie.

After the arms stretched out, the head and half of the body crawled out immediately after.The worm was covered in blood and flesh, and its original appearance could no longer be seen.How miserable, how miserable.

After the worm crawled out, it immediately coughed violently.Some sand was brought out with his cough.

The one who can crawl out of the sand alive under such harsh conditions must be a female with a strong body.If it were a weak male, it would have died long ago.

After Ling Xun bent over and coughed for a long time, she felt that her breathing was finally unobstructed.He looked at the sand pile where his spaceship was buried, with a look of regret on his face.

This spaceship has been completely scrapped and can no longer be used at all.For the rest of the journey, he can only rely on himself.

After going through all kinds of dangers, he finally came here, the place where his treasure is, Qianlixing.

Looking up at the sky, feeling the moonlight, he was also quite emotional.

In the extremely dangerous rocky field over there, he almost couldn't survive many times.Just relying on Fang Qingci's unwavering love, or some luck, he finally broke through.Just after it came out, the spaceship was completely destroyed and fell downwards.With luck, he landed on top of his destination.

However, not only was the spaceship scrapped, but he was also seriously injured.And the supplies are all gone.The next journey will definitely be more difficult and dangerous.However, he will never give up.

Ling Xun's eyes looked forward, and the expression in his eyes was unwavering.

After spitting out a mouthful of blood, he took a step forward and walked forward.The mech's energy is limited and cannot be used on the road.What's more, he didn't know how long he would have to trek in this vast sea of ​​sand.

Step by step, his figure disappeared into the moonlight.

At the same time, Fang Qingci, who was far away, fell into a nightmare.

He dreamed that Love Bug was covered in blood, looking at him sadly in a white mist.Then, the figure gradually disappeared... A strong sense of palpitation and despair enveloped him in an instant.

"Don't—" he yelled, opened his eyes and woke up, and saw a room full of pale yellow lights.

He panted heavily, and after a long time, he gradually came out of the nightmare.

Turning his head, he met a pair of sad eyes.

It was the eye of Hans, who had been watching over him by the bed.

"What did you dream about?" Hans asked after a while.

Fang Qingci suddenly wanted to talk to anyone.So, for the first time in these days, he said, "It was a terrible dream."

Because he hadn't spoken for a long time, his voice became hoarse, like the sound of sandpaper grinding glass.

Hans stretched out his hand and patted his back, his voice was comforting and gentle: "Dreams are always reversed."

Under the light, his outline is not so tough, with a gentle and intimate feeling.Fang Qingci looked at him with complicated eyes, and said in his hoarse voice: "Hans, you...why do you have to do this? Let me go and yourself, can't you?"

Hans looked at him for a long time before saying, "I can't get out anymore."

You are my demon.I can't let go unless I die. ——This is what he didn't say.

Fang Qingci said nothing more, turned his head away, and closed his eyes.

Hans still looked at him very gently, and stretched out his hand to tuck the quilt for him: "Sleep well, you won't have nightmares anymore, I'll be right here guarding you, you don't have to be afraid of anything..."

Fang Qingci closed his eyes and ignored him, but his eyelashes trembled uncontrollably.

After not seeing the sun for many days, he became extremely pale.As a result, the hair and eyebrows appear to be surprisingly dark and contrasting.Beautiful, with a bit of a weird feeling.

The light gradually brightened, and the long day came again.

The sun was only gentle for less than an hour, and soon became violent.The yellow sand was roasted very hot, and at this time, an egg was dropped, and it would be cooked in a while.

Under the scorching sun, Ling Xun walked forward with difficulty.His skin and lips were sunburned and chapped, and large chunks began to peel off.At this time, he is really not good-looking.

But if Fang Qingci sees him like this, he will never dislike him, he will only feel distressed.

Ling Xun persisted until it was almost dark, only to find a few clumps of green plants.It is the only green among all the yellows.