This sentence seems to have magical magic. Whenever it is said from Ye Feng, it can make Yan Ziyuan feel inexplicably at ease.?

Whenever she was in danger and was afraid, it was Ye Feng who saved her again and again and again and comforted her again and again...

Ye Feng... Why are you always so kind to me...

But I already have a Zi Yan... I will eventually be with Zi Yan...

What do you want to do?

What do you want to do?

How do I repay your affection?

Ye Feng, I wish I could split myself into two...

Yan Ziyuan's tears burst out from her eyes, like pearls with broken lines, falling one by one, wetting her cheeks, falling on the stone beside her, slowly penetrated intovisible...

A drop seemed to fall on Ye Feng's hand, and he immediately took it back as if he was burned.

Yan Ziyuan was startled and groped and held it up. Her voice seemed to be filled with a huge grievance: "Ye Feng..."

Ye Feng's hand groped and wiped away Yan Ziyuan's tears, but he couldn't finish it. He sighed, his voice a little dull: "Zi Yuan... don't cry, I have nothing to do, and I won't let you have something to do..."

He suddenly started to cough, and although he tried his best to suppress it, he couldn't stop for a while.

Yan Ziyuan opened her eyes wide and wanted to see clearly what Ye Feng was doing, but it was still pitch black: "Ye Feng, Ye Feng, what's wrong with you? Are you seriously injured? Is it painful? Why are you coughing constantly?"

Tears seem to be surging outward again.

Ye Feng had stopped coughing at this time. His voice seemed to be a little weak, but the weakness was fleeting. He said lightly: "It's okay, it's just a little bit of flesh and blood. I accidentally sucked in the drifting dust just now, so I coughed a few times..."

dust?

Maybe it's...

Yan Ziyuan's chaotic mind was a little calm. She held Ye Feng's hand tightly, as if she wanted to draw courage from this hand.

She held his hand and did not dare to relax at all.

Feeling that he is truly by my side. She is not alone in this dark sky and sunny ground. Ye Feng is accompanying her...

She felt her chest was a little blocked, and the huge rock pressing beside her made her breathless.

She wanted to push the big rock around her away, but she didn't have the strength.

"Ye Feng, will we die here?"

"Not-Zi Yuan, you have to persist...you can..." Ye Feng's voice was slightly quick.

"But...but...then...this is thousands of feet underground, you...you are also trapped...we are buried here, how can we get out..." Yan Ziyuan's voice was full of helplessness.

"Master Han and Miss Ning will come...Zi Yuan, don't be discouraged..."

The space is extremely small and sealed by rocks, and after a moment, the oxygen begins to be insufficient.

Yan Ziyuan gradually felt colder, her chest felt more and more stuffy, and her head was a little drowsy, as if she would fall asleep in the next second. She muttered in a low voice: "Ye Feng... I'm so sleepy..."

Ye Feng held her hand and tightened his mind: "Zi Yuan, you can't sleep!"

Yan Ziyuan woke up for a moment: "I don't want to sleep either... but I'm really sleepy... Will it be fine if I sleep for a while?"

Ye Feng patted her hand, and the tone that had always been calm finally felt a little panicked, and he finally started to speak more: "Zi Yuan, you can't sleep! You can't wake up after sleeping! Think about your family, they have been waiting for you at home! Your...husband is still outside the cave..."
Chapter completed!