The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 951: I don’t want to die

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After taking a breath, Gu Qingtong moved forward, then reached out and grabbed the man's hand. While using the scissors to touch the blood-stained fine cloth, he looked at the man's pale and silent face and heaving chest. Gu Qingtong pursed his lips. He pursed his lips, and finally asked in a low voice: "I looked at the spot on your ankle, it seems... you were branded, you... did you escape from the prison?"

Gu Qingtong has always wanted to ask this question, but he has never asked it. In the past few days, this man has been half-dead and his mind is not clear. Gu Qingtong can't ask anything, so he can only give as much as possible. He healed his wounds. Since yesterday, Gu Qingtong found that he was in better spirits. On the one hand, he felt relieved, but on the other hand, he was very uneasy. She had picked up a man of unknown origin, and she felt that this man seemed to be from prison. She was a girl who escaped, so she was naturally worried.

"I have never been in jail." After a while, the man spoke, with lowered eyebrows, watching Gu Qingtong use scissors to cut off the fine cloth that had stuck to his hands bit by bit, and said slowly, "Then It wasn’t branding, I burned myself with a shovel.”

"How did it get burned somewhere?" Gu Qingtong immediately frowned and looked at the man in confusion, "Even if you accidentally get burned while cooking, it won't be able to burn your ankles? Besides, with a robe, pants and socks blocking it, how could you burn your skin and burn it so badly?"

"I didn't burn it accidentally," the man said again. When he said this, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, "I burned the shovel after I heated it red."

"You...are you sick?!" The next second, Gu Qingtong couldn't help shouting. She stared at the calm man, and then looked at the half-undressed muslin bandage in her hand. No matter how you looked at it, she thought it was ridiculous. She threw the scissors on the ground with a bang, stood up, and growled at the man, "If you want to die, there are many ways! You don't need to use a soldering iron and break it." You mean! Are you not afraid of death or are you afraid of death?!" After yelling, Gu Qingtong felt a little exhausted all over her body. She stood in front of the bed, then sat down a little discouraged, and picked it up from the ground. He picked up the scissors, then lowered his head and continued to remove the fine cloth stuck to the man's wound. He said in a cold voice, "Since you are bent on death, don't waste my time. You can leave as soon as tomorrow." , die wherever you want, die however you want..."

"I don't want to die!" The man suddenly stopped Gu Qingtong's words. He raised his head suddenly. His face, which had always been expressionless, now showed strong desire and pleading. , "I really don't want to die! Don't drive me away, okay? Please! Please!"

Yes, he really doesn’t want to die. His parents sacrificed their lives to buy him a new life, so how can he be willing to die?

He wants to live well, even if he has to live anonymously and like a ghost from now on, he still wants to live well! With his parents' share.

"Since you don't want to die, how could you hurt yourself like this?" Gu Qingtong felt that he was burned by those two eyes. Being stared at by that man pitifully and anxiously, Gu Qingtong felt a little uncomfortable. When he spoke, his voice lowered unconsciously, "You keep shouting that you don't want to die, but how could you be so cruel to yourself?"

"I... want to erase the marks on my body." The man bit his lip and looked at Gu Qingtong as if he had made a lot of determination.

"What mark?" Gu Qingtong asked with a frown, not knowing what was going on.

"There was once a mark here," the man pointed to his tightly wrapped ankle and said to Gu Qingtong, "when he was twelve years old, someone used a burning red seal to seal it."