As soon as she entered the cruise ship, she would be knocked unconscious, and as soon as she fainted, she would notify the police and come and get the stolen goods.

The plan is so flawless.

How the hell did she escape?

"Why didn't those people chase her while she was hurt?"

"Because Fu Shao arrived in time, there is no way to chase it."

He Yan's expression was a little stunned, so when she saw that her classmates were kidnapped and involved herself, Wen Qiao didn't mess up, and she could even think of sending a message to Fu Nanli? Then he escaped from a dozen mercenaries.

She couldn't help but wonder if Wen Qiao was really just an ordinary college student?

And what made her heart even more twisted was that Fu Nanli was so indifferent and impersonal to her, but for Wen Qiao, it was like this.

Isn't Fu Nanli very busy?

She was standing, but suddenly she felt weak under her feet, sat down on the sofa, and reached out to cover her face, "Don't involve us in it." ”

"No, don't worry."

He Yan looked at him with a smile: "I have always been relieved that you are doing things." ”

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Wen Qiao felt that he had been dreaming for a long time, but human dreams would only be remembered when they were on the verge of wakefulness, and most of the other dreams would gradually fade away with chaotic sleep and coma.

All she remembered was that she was running non-stop, running in that cruise ship, in the corridors covered with red carpets, many rooms, room by room, as if every room was a replica, all the same scene inside, a black mandala in a white glazed vase, the stem was thin and oozing blood, and the pentagram was reflected on the wall, emitting a black light.

Every room is the same, every room is the same.

She was panting, and her head was covered in sweat.

At the end of the hallway, I saw a teenager in a white shirt, looking at her with a smile.

He entered a room, and Wincho rushed over, opened the door, and stepped inside

The sky is bright, and there is an abyss outside the door.

Suddenly...... Wen Qiao opened his eyes, and they were white, as well as Fu Nanli's crimson eyes.

The pain spread instantly, her back hurt, she was stabbed, and the anesthesia was just dissipated at this time, and it was not the right time for her to wake up.

Seeing that he had opened his eyes, Fu Nanli was completely relieved.

But seeing that there was no panic in her eyes, no palpitations in her heart, no matter how annoyed she was, the first thing she asked was: "Does it hurt?" ”

Wen Qiao used to say that it was okay, a little injury, and it was fine, but this time, she said in a hoarse voice: "It hurts." ”

She finally cried out that it hurt, because it really hurt, the knife went nearly three inches deep, although it didn't hurt the vital point, but the pain was real.

Fu Nanli lifted the corner of her hospital gown, and saw bright red blood stains on the gauze, her distress was real, and her anger was real: "In order to save such an insignificant person, I don't want my life, right, Wen Qiao?" ”

The voice was hoarse, implying anger, Wen Qiao's face was pale, there was nothing on his lips, he was provoked by his anger, he moved his body, just involving the wound, he couldn't stop snorting, closed his eyes, and his expression was forbearing.

Where did Fu Nanli be willing to blame her: "Does it hurt?" What do you move? ”

This kind of wound, you can't rub it, you can't touch it, Fu Dashao can only reach out and grab her hand: "I'll call the doctor over?" ”

Wen Qiao shook his head: "If you don't move, it doesn't hurt so much." ”

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