Guide To Save The Yandere Villains

   Chapter 400 Coveted Gods (25)

   Dawn broke out of the clouds, pierced the entire night sky, and re-sowed the world with the light of hope.

   When the news of the successful operation came, Eller breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Si Tu with gratitude in his eyes.

   In his opinion, it was because of Miss Si that the party leader could turn the corner so quickly.

   It must be Miss Si's sincerity that moved the God of Light.

   Yoon Eun, who was standing outside the crowd, silently withdrew his gaze from the operating room.

   clenched his fists even tighter.

   Early in the morning, the warm sunlight fell on the white hospital bed, and the man's fingertips moved.

   Intense pain was transmitted to the nerve endings, and Andre wanted to exhale, but was startled by the girl who was sleeping beside him.

   Her face is still delicate and beautiful, as beautiful as an elf who does not eat fireworks.

   As if she should be loved by the world in the palm of the hand, carefree, peaceful and happy.

   And someone like him who walks in darkness and killing is destined to be two extremes with her.

   One is pure white and the other is extreme black.

   is like two parallel lines that never intersect, can be seen from a distance, but cannot touch each other.

   The pain of the wound on his body irritated him all the time.

   But Andre was still reluctant to wake the sleeping girl, and… he was happy.

   The early morning sun was warm, but it was still a bit dazzling when covering him.

   The girl's thick eyelashes trembled, and a pair of blue pupils were reflected in Andre's dark eyes.

   He didn't even have time to withdraw his focused and obsessed gaze.

"you're awake?"

   Shaking his head, Situ wakes himself up quickly.

   Seeing that his face was still pale and he hadn't seen him for a few days, why did he lose weight like this?

   I have to give him a good nourishment in the future.

   "I'll go and call a doctor for you first."

   A comprehensive inspection has to be done again before Si Tu can rest assured.

   "I'm fine..."

   I just want to keep watching you up close.

  Andrei held her wrist that was about to leave, pulling on the wound, causing him to frown in pain.

   "It's okay, just lie down and don't touch the wound anymore."

   Situ had a concerned tone, and quickly helped him back to the hospital bed.

   "You are a human being, not a god. You will be hurt if you are a human being. You don't have to endure the pain in front of me, and I won't laugh at you."

   Tucked the quilt for him, and Si Tu went to ring the bell.

Although    was a scolding word, it fell in Andrea’s ears more pleasant than the pope’s prayer.

   "I'm...don't want you to worry."

  It was almost his instinct to endure the pain.

   No matter when and where, as the leader of the Party of Quebec, you cannot reveal your weakness and wounds.

   But in front of her, he wanted to be self-willed...

  The doctors came in a hurry, and they all breathed a sigh of relief after doing a full body examination.

  The fate of the party leader was saved, and they did not insult the white coat they were wearing.

   "If you don't want me to worry any more, protect yourself and don't let yourself get hurt again."

   Where is the so-called task important in life?

  I have to say that the brainwashing of the party by the royal family is really thorough.

   Looking at the scars exposed in Andre's loose buttons, Situ's brows furrowed even deeper.

   "When did these wounds... come from?"

   He is only in his twenties now, and those wounds are already scabbed over.

   Obviously, it was left when he was a child.

   "About ten years ago, or more, I don't remember exactly."

   It's been endless training since he can remember.

   The enemy at the beginning was a stranger, and later he was a comrade-in-arms brother, and then at the back, he gradually became numb.

   Hate the sun, the so-called gods, and the injustice of fate.

   But the world is always fair, he lost everything he could, but he met his bright redemption.

   "I don't want to see any new scars on your body."

  Situ's tone was very solemn, and in his blue eyes there was determination that could not be denied.

   is like a queen sitting high on the throne, and he is the most loyal believer crawling under her feet.

   "Are you caring about me?"

  Andre raised his dark eyes, his expression focused and gentle.

   Maybe because of the injury, his voice was hoarse, but he was uniquely bewitched.

  Tsk, the injured villain looks even more charming.

  The question mark face of the system: So this time, the host of your own took the initiative to fall?

   "You saved me, we are friends, of course I will care about you."

  Situ poured a glass of warm water and handed it to his chapped lips.

   But Andre didn't seem to want to drink this glass of water, looking at her with almost stubborn eyes,

   "For Miss Si, does this concern only come from friends?"

   Without waiting for Si Tu's answer, Andre lowered his eyes, looking extremely lost, and continued,

   "Will Miss Si treat all her friends like me? Will she stay in front of his hospital bed and send the most sincere blessings of peace before leaving?"

  The most important thing is that it will be the only light that illuminates his dark and rugged life.

   Is such a strong emotion really just from friends?

  Andre desperately wanted her answer, but was afraid that the answer was not what he wanted.

   Contradiction and panic instantly magnified in his heart, and even his fingertips curled up unconsciously.

   As weak and pitiful as a little beast in desperate need of protection.

   There was no accusation in his tone, more grievance...

   still made Si Tu unable to resist.

"I…"

   Before she could explain why, Andrei dragged her into his arms, and the water in the water glass stunned his hospital gown.

   "Are you crazy? Your wound has just been stitched up, so it can't get wet!"

   And because of what he did just now, there was even a faint blood stain on his white bandage.

   After finally pulling him back from the gate of hell, do you want to do it yourself?

   "I'm just crazy!"

  Andre answered loudly, but there was more grievance in his tone.

   In order not to let his wound continue to rupture, Si Tu could only follow his heart and cuddle in his arms.

   The rhythm of the heart beat gradually coincided with the chart on the instrument yesterday.

   She witnessed the existence of miracles with her own eyes, so she cherished the blessing of this hard-won **** even more.

   "When I was on a mission in the sixth district, all I could think about was you. Even when I was slashed by the demon's sharp blade, I was thinking, will you be sad because of this?"

   His thoughts and thoughts were all influenced by her all the time.

   Uncontrollable, but willing to fall.

   "Then... will you be sad about this? Will you care about my wounds?"

  I am waiting for your final answer, like a fallen angel waiting for the final judgment.

   Is it to fall into darkness forever, or to be redeemed by light?

   is all in your mind.

   (end of this chapter)