Sweet daily life of Little Tanuki and Qin Che in Love and Deep Space

Chapter 792 Innocent Cage 12 (Little Knife)

Some of your out-of-touch memories suddenly resurface in your mind.

You seem to have lost the instinctive reflex of breathing...

"That's right, that's exactly it. You owe me a farewell ceremony more grand than death..."

"You wanted my life, and I've already given it to you..."

"And you, have you decided how you're going to repay this debt...?"

The chaotic images are rapidly intertwining, making it impossible to distinguish whether they actually happened or are just figments of your imagination.

Painful gasps echoed in my mind, as if trying to rip my soul out.

"The life you owe me, it's not time to repay it yet..."

"What's there to be nervous about? I just want to sleep for a while, it's not like I'm dead..."

"I'd like to hear you play that piece again..."

Blood, so much blood...

It's my dragon...

It's my Qin Che...

The intense pain in your heart almost made you lose consciousness; you only felt a flash of white light before your eyes.

Then, endless darkness engulfed you completely.

A buzzing sound filled my ears, as if someone was calling my name.

You want to break free, but you find that no matter how hard you try, you can't.

It's as if you've fallen into an endless abyss in a valley.

When you open your eyes again, you find yourself no longer in that shabby rented room in the downtown area.

Before him was Qin Che's enlarged, anxious face.

Perhaps as a protection mechanism for players, you were kicked out of the game by the system.

You suddenly wake up, gasping for breath, trying to pull yourself out of that state.

Tears welled up uncontrollably in your eyes, blurring your vision, while dizziness and numbness in your hands and feet overwhelmed your body.

You can only try to wake yourself up by taking deeper and deeper breaths.

When Qin Che noticed something was wrong with you, he carried you out of the game pod.

A torrent of tears, bloodshot eyes, pale lips, and small hands clenched tightly around the hem of her clothes, her knuckles turning white from the effort.

As if grasping at the last straw, you murmured incoherently amidst your rapid breathing.

"Qin...Qin Che...Qin Che..."

The next moment, Qin Che pulled you into his arms, his large hands gently patting your back.

"I'm here, I'm Qin Che. It's alright, it's alright, don't be afraid, I'm here with you..."

"Qin Che... Qin Che... don't... die..." Your voice was still trembling, and tears streamed down your face, soaking the clothes on his shoulders.

"I'm perfectly fine right in front of you. Look at me, I'm your Qin Che..." Qin Che gently lifted your head and softly wiped away the tears from the corners of your eyes, but he found that he couldn't wipe them away completely.

Just as you wipe some away, new ones will spring up again.

He was unusually at a loss and began to regret his previous behavior.

Accustomed to strategizing and planning, he never expected you to have such a strong reaction, or even a strong stress response.

The feeling of a sharp pain in the heart is unbearable, and he understands that you are probably a thousand times worse off than he is right now.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault, don't be afraid, I'm here..." His brain completely lost the ability to think at this moment, and apart from verbal comfort, he couldn't even think of what else he could do.

"I am Qin Che. Hold your Qin Che in your arms; you know this embrace best..."