"My husband clearly risked his life to save me, but now he is so defensive, why?"
The man was lying on a simple straw mat, his face as pale as the heavy snow in the mountains outside, and the thick blood was about to dye the straw under him bright red, but he still spat out words frivolously.
The night in the mountains was always so dark that it turned into a solid deep blue. I was a little cold and didn't want to speak.
When the person opposite saw that I was ignoring him, he glanced contemptuously at his tightly bound hands and feet, and sneered at me: "You are so weak."
When a person is used to being pure, his voice will sound a little noisy to his ears.
I have never seen a man talk so much.
Although, he was the first living person I saw.
1. There is no outline and no idea. It is unreliable to write whatever you want. Star 233
2. It's rare to write a 1V1. I can't lift my shoulders and I can't lift my hands. I lack common sense to attack.
3. First person attack, probably quite short