My Husband, Warm The Bed

Qin Xiaobao woke up again, but this time she was not completely awake. Her vision was blurry and she could not see anything clearly.    

    

Only the sound of dripping water could be heard by her ears. The sound was rhythmic, like the second of a clock.    

    

Qin Xiaobao felt that her life seemed to be flowing along with the sound of dripping water. Every drop of water made her time decrease by one second.    

    

She was very thirsty and wanted to drink water, but she could not move. She could not open her eyes and could not speak. She only instinctively licked her tongue.    

    

"What is it? You want to play dead? Do you think I can let you go just because you don't say anything?"    

    

The kidnapper's cold voice sounded above Qin Xiaobao's head, but she no longer had the strength to argue with him.    

    

Just like that, Let it be like this, whether it was life or death, it was already like this. She gave up. She didn't want to persist any longer. She didn't have the strength to persist any longer.    

    

She could feel that the blood in her body was slowly flowing away, bit by bit. Her life was attached to the blood that was slowly flowing away. She grabbed them, and only the warm and cold blood was within her reach.    

    

Her consciousness was blurred. She just wanted to sleep like this, so that she would not feel pain anymore and feel the despair of her life leaving. However, just as she was about to fall asleep, the detestable kidnapper, or her silence, kicked her in the abdomen again.    

    

Qin Xiaobao was so weak that she did not even have the strength to scream in pain. This kick was ruthless and ruthless, but other than pain, she could not do anything. She could not shout or resist.    

    

"I will not let you die!" The kidnapper's words were still the same, sinister and terrifying, but after hearing so many threats, Qin Xiaobao had already become numb.    

    

"Let me die. Please let me die. "Let me die a quick death. Don't torture me like this again." Qin Xiaobao really wanted to say this, but she was so powerless that she no longer had the strength to speak.    

    

The kidnapper had taken her life with a knife, and she could still die a quick death. She could not live like this now, nor could she live. Her body could not continue to support it.    

    

She just opened her mouth. Her throat was in so much pain that it could not be stopped. She really didn't know, and she didn't know how much longer she could last.    

    

Maybe an hour, maybe ten minutes. Maybe a little longer, maybe a little less...    

    

In short, Qin Xiaobao felt that her life could suddenly disappear at any time. She would completely disappear from this world and would never see those people that she could not bear to part with again.    

    

There were many, many people who could not bear to part with her... She still wanted to return to her parents' embrace and act like a spoiled child. She also wanted to pinch Little Ranran's face, trick that dull brother, and also wanted to ask sister-in-law how she could chase after Zhan Nianbei.    

    

Zhan Nianbei.    

    

When she thought of these three words, her unfocused consciousness actually recovered in an instant. But immediately, she realized that perhaps in this lifetime, she would never see him again.    

    

Just thinking about it, her already dead heart unexpectedly started to hurt uncontrollably again. That pain was so sharp, compared to the pain in her heart, the injuries on her body did not seem to be much.    

    

In this life, her dream was to marry him and give birth to a bunch of children for him.    

    

Now, she was about to die. Her wish to marry Zhan Nianbei had yet to come true, and it was even more impossible to do so after death.    

    

As she thought about it, tears suddenly fell from the corners of Qin Xiaobao's eyes.    

    

She did not want to die yet. She wanted to see that person, the person she had been thinking about for the rest of her life. She wanted to have a chance to be on par with him.    

    

Just as Qin Xiaobao's consciousness was sinking, she was suddenly lifted up again and thrown into the water.    

    

The cold water went through her skin and flooded her wound. It was cold and painful.    

    

"Lie here properly. If you are lucky, Zhan Nianbei and the others might find you before you die."    

    

In a trance, he seemed to have heard someone talking. The voice was a little strange and unrecognizable.    

    

Xiaobao tried her best to open her eyes to take a look, but her eyelids were heavy. She used all her strength and only opened her eyes a little. She could see a lonely figure gradually walking out of her sight.    

    

In short, the devil had finally left.    

    

Qin Xiaobao did not care who that person was just now. Her mouth was dry and she did not care whether the water was clean or not and quickly took two gulps. She finally felt a little better. Her head also woke up.    

    

Later on, no one bothered her anymore. She closed her eyes and her head was so dizzy that she almost fell asleep.    

    

She had once heard people say that when she was injured, she had to stay awake and not let herself fall asleep. Otherwise, once she fell asleep, it was very likely that she would never wake up again.    

    

Qin Xiaobao tried very hard to keep herself awake, but she had just experienced a storm, so she did not have any strength left.    

    

She really wanted to open her eyes and take a look at this world again. She wanted to take a look at the man that she had always wanted to marry but had yet to marry.    

    

"Qin Xiaobao!"    

    

Hmph...    

    

Qin Xiaobao could not help but sneer. A person who was about to die would always have hallucinations. When she was alive, she could hear whoever she wanted to see the most.    

    

"Qin Xiaobao, wake your mother up."    

    

Following Zhan Nianbei's flustered and exasperated voice, Qin Xiaobao felt that she had fallen into a warm and strong embrace.    

    

This illusion was too real, as if Zhan Nianbei was really hugging her. When she pressed against his body, she could feel Zhan Nianbei's defined muscles.    

    

"Zhan Nianbei, you know I can't do it anymore. I have to thank you very much for coming out and giving me a ride in my illusion." Although this was only her illusion and her dream, she still had to thank him.    

    

Not only did she have to thank Zhan Nianbei, but she also had to thank him. She still had a lot of things she wanted to say to Zhan Nianbei. Even if she died, she had to make him remember her.    

    

"Zhan Nianbei, in the next life, if there really is a next life, it's your turn to chase me."    

    

"Zhan Nianbei, do you know why my English name is Polaris?"    

    

"Qin Xiaobao, shut up!"    

    

"Haha," Xiaobao, who was weak, suddenly laughed. There was a kind of beauty on her pale face. "Zhan Nianbei, why are you so fierce in my dreams?" she asked. " I'm about to die, yet you still want me to shut up? Who am I going to talk to in the future? "    

    

She said softly, her tone carrying some grievance and inferiority, just like her love for Zhan Nianbei. There was a smile on her lips, but tears rolled down the corners of her eyes. One drop after another fell onto Zhan Nianbei's hand.    

    

It was not an illusion. Zhan Nianbei was stunned by the tears. He almost cried out in pain. He could not help hugging Xiaobao tighter and said softly in a gentle tone that he had never heard of before. "Shut your mouth and say it slowly in the future."    

    

After he finished speaking, he carried Qin Xiaobao and rushed out with all his might.    

    

But Xiaobao still had a lot of things she wanted to say. Even if she exhausted her own life, she still wanted to tell Zhan Nianbei what was on his mind.