"What if I don't want to sleep?"
Mu Xiaohuan's slender white hand held the pen barrel tightly, and the tip of the pen unconsciously penetrated the thin paper, and the black ink slowly blurred at the hole in the paper.
"Gu Xidu, I don't have much time left.
If I fall asleep, I may never wake up again. ” How could her illness possibly make her persist for decades or even hundreds of years?
"As long as you sleep, I have my own way of hanging you until you wake up safely."
Gu Xiju's words were extremely relaxed.
It seems that continuing Mu Xiaohuan's life is not difficult at all.
But Mu Xiaohuan knew.
Every time Gu Xiju said something that sounded like a lighthearted thing, what price did he have to pay behind his back?
He just didn't want to worry her, to make her uneasy.
"Gu Xi decides......
I don't want to sleep......
So......
Give me back your heart now......"
Mu Xiaohuan put down the small notebook, stood up, and ran back to the room on his feet.
This time, she took out a dagger.
She stuffed the dagger into Gu Xidu's hand and spoke seriously.
"Gu Xiju, how did you exchange my heart, how can you exchange it back now."
"What if I don't change it?"
Gu Xidu's eyes were lowered, his slender and good-looking fingertips played with the dagger in his hand, and flipped it slightly.
The cold blade flickered with cold light, shaking the man's inky deep pupils.
"If you don't change, then I'll give up on myself, the doctor said that if I am depressed, it will cause the cancer cells in my body to spread faster."
In fact, if you have a terminal illness, you don't necessarily die.
As long as you still retain the belief in survival, as long as you are still optimistic and positive about life.
Maybe there will be a miracle?
However, if you have a terminal illness, you will even give up on yourself.
Then, you really can't live.
Miracles can't save you!
Gu Xiju was silent and pursed his thin lips.
In the end, he slowly raised his hand and put the tip of the dagger against Mu Xiaohuan's heart through his clothes.
"Madame insists on doing this, and I don't seem to have any room to refuse......"
Mu Xiaohuan was outstretched, holding her head high and closing her eyes.
"Let's do it!"
As the words fell, she felt that the dagger against her heart had advanced a little distance.
It's just that it's still a little bit of a distance before it pierces her skin.
Mu Xiaohuan waited calmly.
There is no fear in my heart!
"Madam, it will hurt a little later, you have to endure it."
Gu Xiju reminded gently, Mu Xiaohuan's body trembled slightly, and he quickly regained his calm.
"I'm not afraid of pain!"
"That's good."
The man's words came to his ears.
The next second, only listening to the sound of "boom-", before she could open her eyes to see the situation clearly, there was a dull pain in the back of her neck.
Immediately afterward, her eyes went black and she was completely unconscious.
In the last seconds before she fell unconscious, her thoughts turned out to be ...... - Gu Xiju really didn't lie to her, it really hurts......
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Gu Xiju reached out to support the woman's soft body, and then with his other hand, he pulled out the dagger that had just been inserted into the wall and put it away.
"Madam, since you don't want to sleep, then I'll help you.
Whether it's 10 years, 20 years, 1,000 years, or 2,000 years, I'll wait for you to wake up again......"
Gu Xiju carried Mu Xiaohuan back to the bedroom and gently put him on the bed.
Then he took out the snow-white dragon scales that had faded all the demonic energy, and slashed his wrist again......