In the early morning, a light shone on Nanyan's face, which was pale due to blood loss, making her skin appear a little transparent.

The long eyelashes trembled slightly with the warm breathing.

Then, she opened her eyes.

The person was still a little dazed, a little dazzling at the sunlight that came in through the window, she immediately subconsciously closed her eyes, but immediately felt that there was a warm breath blowing on her face.

Hurriedly opened his eyes and turned his head to look-

Best wishes!

He slept right next to him.

No, it should be said that he actually slept in his bed!

The resolute face was so close that it rested on his shoulder, and one of his hands even crossed his waist and hugged himself tightly in his arms!

What's going on!?

She was so shocked that she choked her breath, and her mind suddenly remembered the scene of last night.

In the middle of the night, the jailers suddenly dragged themselves to the torture chamber, but instead of using torture to extract confessions, they wanted to kill themselves. Just when they were almost about to succeed, Zhu Feng came!

He saved himself from the torture rack.

Then he said to himself—

As soon as that sentence sounded in her mind, she suddenly heard a heavy breath in her ears, and when she turned her head, Zhu Feng frowned slightly, as if she was about to wake up from her sleep.

She subconsciously shrank back.

At this moment, Zhu Feng immediately opened his eyes.

He saw a pale, frightened little face, especially the eyes, which were round, like a little rabbit that had been greatly frightened, and the look of panic that made his heart sink for a moment.

He immediately stretched out his hand: "Nanyan-"

"Ahh

Nanyan let out a short low cry.

I don't know if I was scared, or if the wound on my body was touched by him, and the whole person shrank up.

Zhu Feng's outstretched hand stopped in mid-air.

She obviously didn't say anything, but when she saw her eyes, her heart felt like she had been stabbed?

Zhu Feng's brows were furrowed.

He said in a deep voice, "Don't be afraid, I won't get you to that place again." I won't let anyone hurt you anymore. ”

“……”

Nanyan froze there, not moving.

The forehead, the corners of her mouth, and even the bruises left by the beating of those jailers made her look even more miserable, but no matter how miserable it was, it couldn't compare to her pain-filled and even detached gaze at the moment.

Zhu Feng frowned, immediately sat up on the ground, and was about to say something when there was a knock on the door outside.

It was the attendant who brought the medicine and breakfast.

He looked at Nanyan's pale little face, was silent for a while, got up and walked over by himself, took the things, but did not let people come in to serve, but closed the door again, and then walked back to the bedside and put the medicine bowl on the small table.

He tried to make his voice as gentle as possible, although his voice didn't sound as gentle.

However, the deep and magnetic sound is still very good.

"Nanyan, you come over first."

“……”

"You've got to drink the medicine."

“……”

Nanyan was still motionless, only looking at him with wide eyes.

But the black and white eyes gradually turned red.

At this moment, she remembered it all.

Not only what happened last night, but also in the prison, these days, every moment, she remembers.

Including the terrible torture, the excruciating pain inflicted on her by the jailers.

And these days, his dismissiveness.