Carrying Shen Bingqing to bed, Kang Ke looked at the cage prepared for her in the corner of the bedroom early in the morning, and smiled bitterly
What's wrong with him?
Kang Ke helped Shen Bingqing stroking the messy hair on his forehead and print a kiss on it.
Well, Master Shen Bingqing didn't know what dream he was in, murmured in his dream, don't leave me
Kang Ke suppressed her shaking little hand, and there was an unstoppable smile in his eyes, and he whispered: As long as you want, I will never leave you, okay?
Shen Bingqing was pressed on her arms, turned over uncomfortable, her lips moved, and a name popped up: Jack, don't leave
Kang Ke's body stiffened, and as he watched Shen Bingqing keep chanting the name in his dream, he started to get cold inch from his heart until his fingertips seemed to be numb, and his eyes gradually became cold as if they had ice.
Then he stood up, left the room without looking back, never coming in again
Shen Bingqing saw the blurry figure again while sleeping. This time he turned around and waved to him, but he still couldn't see his face clearly.
When she walked forward in layers of fog, about to reach opposite him, her unclear face made her hesitate. She gently called out: Jack, is it you?
The man did not answer. He looked at his outstretched hand, his fingertips were right in front of him. Shen Bingqing took two steps quickly, and her hand was about to touch him.
However, the man's fingertips began to freeze, turning into a cold ice sculpture inch by inch, Shen Bingqing was so scared that he retracted his hand and shouted again: Jack!
But the man turned his head, then his whole body turned away, and he walked away with his back to her.
Jack, don’t leave, don’t leave me! Shen Bingqing wanted to chase after him, but his feet seemed to weigh a thousand pounds and could not move their steps. Don’t leave me!
The man walked farther and farther away, Shen Bingqing watched with tears in her eyes as her blurry back gradually disappeared into a fog. Suddenly, her body became cold, as if something important had left her, but she didn't know what it was
She held her chest and felt something wet and sticky. When she looked down, she saw that her hands were half of her heart!
Shen Bingqing was shocked. Half of her heart was dug out? Where is the other half?
Looking down, a bloody hole in front of her chest penetrated through the back of her chest and her heart disappeared!
No, her other half is missing, her hands are half of her heart
What's going on, why is this happening?
Shen Bingqing wanted to shout, but her throat seemed to be blocked with a ball of cotton and she couldn't make any sound.
She struggled to stand up, the cold feeling made her shivering constantly. The cold wind blew from the sky, cutting her skin like a knife. Shen Bingqing held half of her heart and looked around in a daze. Only her lost experience was left between the world.
Ah!
Shen Bingqing shouted and finally woke up
She sat up suddenly, hugged the quilt and was sweating heavily, and gasped for a while before she gradually calmed down.
Spreading his hands, Shen Bingqing looked at his still fair palms, and there was no blood in his dream, and he returned to his chest with his hand, and his heart was still beating vigorously.
Fortunately, her heart is still there, she is still a living person, but why does that person appear repeatedly in the dream? Who is he? Is it Jack?
Jack, does he still remember himself?
What's wrong with him?
Kang Ke helped Shen Bingqing stroking the messy hair on his forehead and print a kiss on it.
Well, Master Shen Bingqing didn't know what dream he was in, murmured in his dream, don't leave me
Kang Ke suppressed her shaking little hand, and there was an unstoppable smile in his eyes, and he whispered: As long as you want, I will never leave you, okay?
Shen Bingqing was pressed on her arms, turned over uncomfortable, her lips moved, and a name popped up: Jack, don't leave
Kang Ke's body stiffened, and as he watched Shen Bingqing keep chanting the name in his dream, he started to get cold inch from his heart until his fingertips seemed to be numb, and his eyes gradually became cold as if they had ice.
Then he stood up, left the room without looking back, never coming in again
Shen Bingqing saw the blurry figure again while sleeping. This time he turned around and waved to him, but he still couldn't see his face clearly.
When she walked forward in layers of fog, about to reach opposite him, her unclear face made her hesitate. She gently called out: Jack, is it you?
The man did not answer. He looked at his outstretched hand, his fingertips were right in front of him. Shen Bingqing took two steps quickly, and her hand was about to touch him.
However, the man's fingertips began to freeze, turning into a cold ice sculpture inch by inch, Shen Bingqing was so scared that he retracted his hand and shouted again: Jack!
But the man turned his head, then his whole body turned away, and he walked away with his back to her.
Jack, don’t leave, don’t leave me! Shen Bingqing wanted to chase after him, but his feet seemed to weigh a thousand pounds and could not move their steps. Don’t leave me!
The man walked farther and farther away, Shen Bingqing watched with tears in her eyes as her blurry back gradually disappeared into a fog. Suddenly, her body became cold, as if something important had left her, but she didn't know what it was
She held her chest and felt something wet and sticky. When she looked down, she saw that her hands were half of her heart!
Shen Bingqing was shocked. Half of her heart was dug out? Where is the other half?
Looking down, a bloody hole in front of her chest penetrated through the back of her chest and her heart disappeared!
No, her other half is missing, her hands are half of her heart
What's going on, why is this happening?
Shen Bingqing wanted to shout, but her throat seemed to be blocked with a ball of cotton and she couldn't make any sound.
She struggled to stand up, the cold feeling made her shivering constantly. The cold wind blew from the sky, cutting her skin like a knife. Shen Bingqing held half of her heart and looked around in a daze. Only her lost experience was left between the world.
Ah!
Shen Bingqing shouted and finally woke up
She sat up suddenly, hugged the quilt and was sweating heavily, and gasped for a while before she gradually calmed down.
Spreading his hands, Shen Bingqing looked at his still fair palms, and there was no blood in his dream, and he returned to his chest with his hand, and his heart was still beating vigorously.
Fortunately, her heart is still there, she is still a living person, but why does that person appear repeatedly in the dream? Who is he? Is it Jack?
Jack, does he still remember himself?