Heartthrob: The vampire princess doesn't want to be a stand-in

Chapter 173 I like you

Compared to Evelin's temper, Jin Yingming seemed much calmer.

He pointed behind him and pulled Evelin’s bleeding hands expressionlessly.

Then Jin Yingming exerted force, tore the tail of the shirt into a long strip and wrapped it around Evelin’s hand, bandaging her wound simply.

"That side had completely collapsed when we broke down the door."

Evelin pulled her hand back somewhat unnaturally, deliberately avoiding his sight.

Only now did she realize Jin Yingming's feelings for her, but she had never considered this aspect when she rescued him.

Evelin just felt that it was too aggrieved and a pity that Jin Yingming died like this.

But the murderer Huo Wanqing is still at large.

Another somewhat selfish thought is that Jin Yingming may know the truth about Huo Youshan's death.

Therefore, saving him would definitely help to prove my innocence.

"So, we are at our wits' end now?"

Jin Yingming looked up at the precarious ceiling above his head, his expression solemn but not panicked.

"I'm afraid so."

Evelin looked around, and saw that everything was blocked in front, on the left, and on the right.

Even if they could go back the way they came, the exit would have been blocked.

Not to mention that so much time has passed, there may be more stones blocking the road.

"I never thought I would die like this."

"I never thought that the person who would accompany me would be you."

Perhaps he had completely given up in his heart. In an instant, Jin Yingming felt exhausted and sat on the ground, panting.

"I'm not going to die here."

"You too."

Evelin sneered, the arrogance in her eyes flashed, and her sharp look was indeed too eye-catching.

Before Jin Yingming could come back to his senses, Evelyn had already gathered strength in her palms. Blue light shone around her, and countless icicles shot out and gathered at a certain place on the big rock in front of her.

Evelyn identified through the vampire's eyes and found that this place was the weakest part compared to other places.

So she concentrated her firepower and attacked only this one spot.

"Don't sigh, help now."

As time passed, Evelyn's strength gradually diminished.

She wiped the sweat from her face and shouted at Jin Yingming without turning back.

Jin Yingming was stunned. The two of them had already spent almost all their energy on this stone.

He had just sat down, ready to give up completely and wait for death, but Evelin was still holding on.

It was as if he was infected by Evelyn, but also as if he didn't want to see her struggling alone.

Jin Yingming propped himself up again, picked up the stone at hand and threw it at the big rock in front of him.

About ten minutes later, the stone in front of me remained motionless.

“Evelyn, it’s useless.”

Jin Yingming grabbed Evelin, who had a frown on her face. She had no strength left and could only dig the rubble with her bare hands.

Both of their hands were covered in blood and flesh.

But Evelyn seemed to be insensitive to the pain and continued to dig at the pile of stones even though her fingers could no longer be straightened.

Jin Ying felt heartbroken and tried to stop her.

But Evelin ignored him and repeated her actions mechanically like a machine.

Jin Yingming felt a sore nose and warm tears welled up from his eyes. He could no longer care about anything else.

He suddenly hugged Evelin from behind and restrained her arms.

"That's enough, Evelyn."

"That's enough..."

Jin Yingming's voice was choked and trembling, although he didn't want to admit it.

But they really had no hope.

"It's moving, we still have hope!"

Evelin struggled to get out of Jin Yingming's arms. She pointed at the big rock in front of her, her eyes bloodshot.

Suddenly, there was a sound of falling gravel, and the ceiling above suddenly collapsed and fell down completely...

"Evelyn?"

"How are you, are you injured?"

In the silent darkness, Jin Yingming's weak voice was heard.

Evelin put down her hands that were holding her head and touched the thick layer of dust on her face, but water dripped from somewhere.

Some of the scalding liquid dripped onto her cold face.

"Jin Yingming, are you bleeding!?"

Evelin reacted immediately and quickly sat up straight.

In the pitch-black darkness, Jin Yingming half-knelt on the ground, bent over, and used his back to completely support the falling ceiling.

Created a safe space for Evelyn.

"I am fine."

Jin Yingming clenched his teeth. He felt a lot of warm blood flowing from the back of his head and down his neck.

There was no expected pain, but instead there was an itchy sensation as the blood flowed through my neck.

"Why would you do that! I'm not going to be stoned to death!"

Evelin’s voice was a little choked, and she raised her hands and dropped them again, not daring to touch Jin Yingming.

"I know."

"But there is no man in the world who would watch his beloved girl get hurt without taking action."

Jin Yingming's breathing became heavier and heavier, and speaking became a burden.

In such a confined space, lack of sufficient oxygen is also a big problem.

If there is no oxygen, even if they wait for rescue, it will probably be too late.

"But I..."

"Shhh."

"I understand what you mean."

"From now on, listen to me."

"I'm afraid if I don't say it, I'll never have another chance."

Jin Yingming’s voice dropped, and he gently interrupted Evelin.

Evelin’s words choked in her throat, and she obediently did not continue to speak, and listened quietly to Jin Yingming.

"From the first time I saw you, at Cavendish's abdication banquet, I may have been attracted to you."

"When we met again at Anders, I initially thought that Qiao Yi was provoking me."

"Later, I found that Qiao Yi was simple-minded and did not understand the ways of the world."

"Until one day I found myself strange. I was worried when I didn't see Qiao Yi. I missed her face madly."

"I couldn't help but want to care about her and get closer to her."

"I think I must be crazy. After all, Qiao Yi is a boy."

"At this time, I met Qiao Jiu, whose face was exactly the same as Qiao Yi's, and even his tone and movements were like the same person."

"I seem to have become interested in Qiao Jiu again. At that time, I felt terrible about myself. Why was I so fickle?"

"Until I was sure that you were the same person, but it was too late."

"Qiao Yi died to save me."

“It was only at this moment that I completely understood my intention.”

"I like her, I like Qiao Yi who calls me Young Master."

"I like the cool and gentle Qiao Jiu."

"I like you pretending to be them."

“Evelyn, I like you.”

Jin Yingming took a deep breath. His body seemed unable to bear the increasingly heavy stones and slowly bent down.