After being hit in the face by the system, I swapped bodies with Zhongli

Chapter 323 Trust or Not?

This clear consciousness made Yuan Zhuoyue move her lips, but the dryness in her throat and the feeling of weakness in her body made her breathe with difficulty.

Morax still held her still bleeding wrist, making her unable to move at all. Her other hand, also covered in sticky blood, was held in Morax's hand.

Yuan Zhuoyue struggled for a moment, and finally held Morax's hand, but he couldn't use any strength at all.

Amidst the increasingly rapid heartbeats that sounded like drums and increasingly difficult breathing, Yuan Zhuoyue finally managed to squeeze out a few words from his throat with difficulty: "Morax..."

When this mosquito-like, barely audible sound leaked out from between her lips and teeth, Yuan Zhuoyue was slightly stunned for a moment.

She didn't even know why she called Morax's name at this time.

She wanted to ask him why he did such a shocking thing to her?

Or should I complain to him? The blood had already splattered all over the ceiling and soaked into the sofa and carpet, and it was too troublesome to clean it up afterwards?

Yuan Zhuoyue didn't know what was wrong with him. He had clearly fallen into such a situation because of the harm inflicted by Morax.

The feeling of near death brought about by excessive blood loss was like a quilt soaked in water in the cold winter, pressing against her and oppressing her.

Yuan Zhuoyue didn't feel any fear at all, and none of his divergent thoughts contained any rejection or resistance towards Morax because of his actions.

Yuan Zhuoyue only now realized that he actually trusted Morax so much. He witnessed with his own eyes the harm he inflicted on his body without any resistance.

Relying solely on that insignificant check and balance, he directly followed Morax's thoughts and the words he was told before the harm came upon him.

Don't resist...

Yuan Zhuoyue had never thought that she would obey Morax's words so blindly without thinking.

She also had not forgotten that during their previous interactions, everything Morax said and did seemed to be seen through a tinted lens in her eyes.

Because of her sensitive and suspicious state, she was extremely wary and suspicious of everything he said and did.

But now, the state revealed in her appearance was completely different from what she had thought in her mind and heart.

The comparison between the two shows how...

...absurd and ridiculous.

It's even a bit ridiculous.

Does Yuan Zhuoyue trust Morax?

Distrust. From the moment she met Morax, she felt that everything he said and did had a hidden meaning.

Morax had hidden too many things from her, and his evasive words had eroded Yuan Zhuoyue's trust.

But doesn’t Yuan Zhuoyue trust Morax?

If she didn't trust Morax, she wouldn't have done so now, at a moment when, in her opinion, this would be life-threatening.

She was already feeling all kinds of physical symptoms from excessive blood loss, symptoms she had seen before but had never experienced personally, but she did not put up any resistance.

He would not put his life completely into Morax's hands just because of a few words from him without thinking twice.

Even if Yuan Zhuoyue didn't want to admit it, she couldn't deny the reason why she was like this.

It was because she subconsciously believed that no matter what happened, Morax would not harm her.

Yuan Zhuoyue didn't know where his confidence and courage came from. He actually dared to develop such a trust that transcended life and death in Morax, with whom he had only been together for a few days.

Yuan Zhuoyue's current state did not allow her to think carefully about anything. All she felt now was a chill that seemed to permeate her every limb.

The scene in front of her eyes had begun to turn dark, and a slightly mocking white noise could be heard in her ears, while a feeling of fatigue had gradually begun to creep into her consciousness.

Just as my eyelids began to droop, I suddenly heard Morax's voice. It was different from his usual gentle and peaceful voice, like the silent spring rain that moistens everything.

The tone was a bit stern, even commanding: "Don't close your eyes and fall asleep, hold on for a while, now is the critical moment."

After hearing this, Yuan Zhuoyue felt his body being slightly moved.

The head that had been leaning weakly on Morax's chest was now resting on Morax's arms, and then Morax covered her with a dark coat that looked like it was made of some animal's fur.

At this time, Morax finally released the hands that were restraining her, and then wrapped the heavy clothes covering her body tighter.

Yuan Zhuoyue still didn't move. It wasn't that she didn't want to move, but she felt weak all over, dizzy, and black vision.

I really can't move at all.

In his current posture, Yuan Zhuoyue could only look at Morax's face from a tricky angle, a face that still stood the test even when he looked from the chin upwards.

Apart from that, there were only bloodstains splattered on the ceiling. Looking at the bright red marks, Yuan Zhuoyue felt quite desperate at this moment.

...How are we going to clean up this mess?

But the next moment, Yuan Zhuoyue's wandering thoughts were pulled back by Morax's actions.

Yuan Zhuoyue could clearly feel that another warm power was transmitted into her body from Morax's hand that was once again shaking hers.

It was easily dispelled, and the chill brought by excessive blood loss gradually calmed her trembling body.

However, Yuan Zhuoyue also noticed that the operation of these forces seemed to be somewhat different from before, as if they were running along the blood vessels in her body, replacing the blood flowing in them.

Then Yuan Zhuoyue saw that Morax lifted up his arm, which had been cut open along the artery.

On the arm, which had become even paler due to blood loss, there were some coagulated blood clots between the cut flesh.

Blood was still gushing out of the wound, but compared to the previous splashing state, it was now like a stream that was about to dry up.

Suddenly, a large stream of bright red blood gushed out of the wound, as if some external force had squeezed out all the blood that was about to run out of her body.

Above the blood was a layer of golden starlight, which no longer looked like blood, but rather like red hemp with gold glitter.