Yan Yu called Ye Lan while driving. Ye Lan's phone was turned off. Yan Yu noticed that it was already past midnight, so Yan Yu drove the car to Ye Lan's house. Whether she admitted those things, whether she didn't admit them, he would let her get out of Ruiyu, saying that he was stingy, and that if she hadn't fanned the flames, things might not have been so far.
Of course, the most hateful thing is Cheng Xiaoyu. Yan Yu felt unresolved even after removing her bones and eating them raw.
Ye Lan's house was black with lights. Yan Yu rang the doorbell for a long time but no one turned on it. Only then did he remember that Ye Lan should have not come back in Shanghai.
Yan Yu was almost confused today, and even forgot about this. His anger was instantly gone. He went downstairs and sat back in his car with a dejected look.
He should go to find Chu Chen. He should at least break one leg and a few ribs before letting him go. But until now, he has no idea of any information except knowing that his name is Chu Chen, and he does not know where to find him.
All successful revenge should be a matter of Xu Tuzhi, but tonight, at the darkest moment of this night, Yan Yu's anger and broken pride were so painful that he had nowhere to vent, so he could only taste it alone. Yan Yu buried his head and smashed the steering wheel. He had never loved a woman like this in his life, but this woman betrayed him in the most embarrassing way.
Cheng Xiaoyu picked up Xiao Ai who fell on the ground and tried to splice it together. Unsuccessful, Xiao Ai was completely dead
Cheng Xiaoyu left Xiao Ai on the sofa, picked up the little ostrich on the ground and went upstairs
There was still a unique smell after the drowsy sex in the bedroom. Cheng Xiaoyu put the little ostrich back to the position on the head of the bed and patted the orange hair on its head. The little ostrich made you laugh.
Cheng Xiaoyu turned on the bathroom light, lowered his head and washed his face in the sink, and then looked up at the mirror. It was still ugly. He looked haggard and his cheeks were swollen. Yan Yu was so cruel that he could see the five finger marks.
Cheng Xiaoyu used a comb to combed her hair a little bit, comforting herself and thinking that although her face was ugly, her hair was still very beautiful.
Cheng Xiaoyu walked back to the bedroom and took off her blood-stained nightgown in the dressing mirror. She stared at the girl's body in the mirror. She was white and clean, with her perky nipples and her tight legs. But who knew what kind of greedy and weak soul was living in this body?
Cheng Xiaoyu wiped the wound on his shoulder with a wet towel, then opened the bedside table and picked three Winnie the Pooh bandaids carefully attached to the wound. It should be pasted well so as not to get the clothes dirty later.
Cheng Xiaoyu opened the wardrobe and started picking clothes. This one was better than the one on her body than the one on her body. She picked it for half an hour. Cheng Xiaoyu felt bitter and funny. Isn’t she so happy to choose when she went out for a trip?
Girls always love beauty. Even if she is so dirty, she still hopes to leave beautifully
Cheng Xiaoyu finally chose the light pink silk long dress, which was the evening dress that Yan Yu gave her on her birthday. This dress is so beautiful, but unfortunately it is hard to wear it out in normal times. It is only suitable for important occasions such as dinner parties. But today is also an important day.
Cheng Xiaoyu put on a beautiful long skirt and then pushed her hair to both sides of her cheeks in front of the mirror. This is great. She can't see the band-aid on her shoulders or the finger marks on her face.
Cheng Xiaoyu smiled comfortingly at himself in the mirror, then walked to the window and pushed open the window and poked his head out. There was a small flower bed under the window. Cheng Xiaoyu frowned and thought about whether his face would be distorted by the flower bed. His brain would burst. That would be disgusting. But if he didn't jump head down, he might not die. It would be troublesome to fall paraplegia at that time.
Cheng Xiaoyu shook her head and denied this way of death. She hesitated for a while and finally went to the bathtub to put a pool of warm water, then went downstairs to find a small and handy fruit knife to bring it with her.
That's it. Although she doesn't like blood and is afraid of pain, she really doesn't want to fall downstairs and be watched by people
Cheng Xiaoyu looked at her left wrist and then at her right wrist, and finally decided to choose her left wrist because her right hand was stronger.
Cheng Xiaoyu held the fruit knife tightly with his right hand, took a deep breath, closed his eyes and cut it heavily towards his left wrist. It hurts very much. She opened her eyes and looked at the bright red wound on her wrist, bleeding but not deep. She was obviously very hard, why did she only cut it so shallowly?
This won't work, you will die if you have to cut the artery
Cheng Xiaoyu took a deep breath again, counting one, two or three in his heart to continue cutting into the wound, but it was really painful, fear trembling, pain and convulsions, the blood still flowing out and the cold touch of the knife tip. Cheng Xiaoyu knelt on the ground tremblingly, hardening his heart and continuing to cut into the knife. The big tears blurred her vision. She heard her mouth unconsciously opening and closing and reuniting. I don’t know what she was saying. After leaving the gods, she realized that she was calling her mother, Mom, I feel so painful.
After all, the girl is timid and not ruthless enough. Cheng Xiaoyu cut her heart hard for more than ten minutes before her wrist was finally cut into a deep hole.
Cheng Xiaoyu looked at the wound like a terrifying blood-red mouth with tears in her head, and wondered if her hand would be cut off if she cut it off?
The fruit knife covered with hot blood fell to the ground with a click. The ostrich doll sitting at the head of the bed looked at Cheng Xiaoyu kneeling on the ground in horror. It was a terrifying night.
Cheng Xiaoyu looked at the knife on the ground and the crack on his wrist. Just like that. Even if it was not deep enough, she could die too slowly. She really couldn't cut it anymore. She would rather jump out of the window now.
Cheng Xiaoyu stood up with her wrist and walked into the bathroom to close the door, then entered the bathroom and pulled it back. She didn't know why she wanted to close the door. Perhaps death is really a shameful thing
Cheng Xiaoyu took off the slippers from her feet and walked into the bathtub and slowly lay down. Her cracked wrists hit the water and she burst into tears again. Cheng Xiaoyu took a deep breath and leaned her head against the platform next to the bathtub wall and lay quietly.
The lingering puppet fish pendant shines brightly in the clear and warm pond water. Gradually, the water turns from clear transparency to a faint pink color. The pink color is as red as the morning glow in the morning. The glory of the two small fish is gradually submerged by the red pond water. The soft pink long skirt on her body has gradually turned into a red color like a curse by a demon.
Cheng Xiaoyu took deep breaths, trying to ignore the pain on his wrist and the strong sense of fear in his heart, and slowly finally settled down and accepted the fact that he was about to die.
She looked at the white ring chandelier hanging on the top of the bathroom wall with a pale face. She saw colorful halos fainting from around the lamp, as beautiful as the rainbow in the sky
In that halo, Cheng Xiaoyu saw himself kneeling in front of his mother's bed, his eyes were swollen and swollen. Looking at his mother with the oxygen mask, he was stunned. Is her mother almost dead?
What does death really feel?
She only has one mother in this world, and she will never be able to die.
Cheng Xiaoyu held his mother's hand and said, Mom, don't do this, I swear to you, I will never be with Chu Chen again, I really swear to you, if I am with him again, our family of three will be all pierced intestines and rotten, and I will live in hell for the next life. I swear, Mom, finally, Mom, Mom, finally, she breathed a long sigh of relief, she opened her mouth to talk, but tears fell from her wrinkled face
Mom, I violated my oath. I am a person who doesn’t keep my word. Now I understand what it feels like to face death. In fact, the saddest thing is to struggle with the desire to live. When I am about to die, I am not so scared. It’s just that cold, as if I am lying in a frozen river full of ice.
Cheng Xiaoyu was quite satisfied with his way of dying, so he only dirtyed a pool of water, and then disappeared after rinsing.
She imagined Yan Yu discovering her body, and imagined him being questioned by the police. Oh no, there were his finger marks on her face. Will the police think that Yan Yu beat her and she committed suicide?
She has caused trouble for Yan Yu, and she should have left a suicide note, but she has no energy to get up and write the suicide note again
That's it, she has caused more than this trouble for Yan Yu anyway
What will happen to Chu Chen?
He will definitely blame himself and be sad, and he will be sad for the rest of his life, but God knows that she doesn't want him to feel sad the most in this world. Even if they make a mistake and she dies, everything can be paid back, right?
Death is like a long and slow dream. Cheng Xiaoyu's consciousness gradually blurred, just the feeling of fatigue of wanting to sleep when she was very tired. However, she could still clearly feel how her life was lost from her wrist little by little. Yan Yu said she was dirty and said she was disgusting. Now her dirty blood was flowing away. She was not disgusting anymore, right?
Yan Yu was sitting in the car for some reason and suddenly felt extremely panicked, his heart was so thumping that it almost jumped out of his chest!
He started the car aimlessly on the road, and he felt very uncomfortable. The feeling of panic was a bit like when he was a child, he broke a very expensive vase and waited for his father to get off work.
It was nearly three o'clock at night, and there were no people on the road. Yan Yu's car was driving like lightning, so he must have been speeding. The back of a girl in a pink and white dress suddenly appeared in front of the car with a sharp headlight. Yan Yu hurriedly stepped on the brakes, and the sound of brakes that had been dragging out echoed in the quiet night sky. Yan Yu was startled and sweated. There was no one in front of the car. The side face he had just seen that he had just turned slightly was clearly Cheng Xiaoyu!
Yan Yu's head was a little confused. His hands on the steering wheel were tightened and tightened. The car body twisted and turned around suddenly, and the engine accelerated and returned to the original road.
Yan Yu's car drove faster and faster. He didn't know how many photos he had taken by the traffic electronic eyes along the way. He parked the car into Curry and almost ran upstairs. He opened the door with the key, and the guest room was still as messy as before.
Yan Yu kicked open the glass fragments in front of his foot, walked upstairs and pushed open the bedroom door. Cheng Xiaoyu was not there, only the ostrich doll was placed on the bed.
Yan Yu clenched his fists hatefully. He said that, she dared to leave. She was really not afraid of him at all. Cheng Xiaoyu, if I don’t let you regret what you did today, I will not be named Yan in the future!
Yan Yu grabbed the little ostrich on the bed and smashed it to the opposite side with hatred. But no matter how much he felt, the ostrich doll was soft after all, and it hit the mirror and bounced to the ground quietly.
Yan Yu turned his head and left, but when he walked to the door, he couldn't help but stop. He always felt like what he saw just now...
What's wrong
Yan Yu turned his head in confusion. Under the cold moonlight, the little ostrich fell halfway and fell on a stain, and next to the stain was a sharp and small knife.
Yan Yu walked closer and found that it was not a stain, but a piece of blood. A half-condensed black and red blood stain stretched in one direction until the bathroom door disappeared.
Yan Yu then realized that the bathroom was not completely black, and there was a faint light. He walked over and pushed open the bathroom door. The white tiled floor was covered with black and red dry blood, and the light he saw just now also came out of the bathroom.
Yan Yu's head began to buzz. He walked over and pushed open the bathroom door with unsteady steps. Cheng Xiaoyu was lying in the bathtub, with his eyes closed and his face pale, with a few purple handprints on his cheeks. Her lips were as white as her face, because her blood was running into the bathtub. It was a pool of red blood that made people dizzy, and Cheng Xiaoyu's body was soaked in it.
Yan Yu shook his body a few times and sat down on the ground in a mess. His face instantly became the same color as Cheng Xiaoyu. He almost crawled over and grabbed the edge of the bathtub and patted Cheng Xiaoyu's face. Xiaoyu, wake up
Cheng Xiaoyu didn't react, or her reaction was like a dead person. Maybe her heart had stopped beating, but he had been out for nearly three hours.
Yan Yu trembled his hands and pulled Cheng Xiaoyu out of the bathtub. He saw her left wrist flipping softly in the air. There was a deep and terrifying wound on it. Blood-colored water droplets fell down her fingertips, but nothing was flowing out of the hideous wound.
Yan Yu hugged Cheng Xiaoyu downstairs. Her body was wet and cold, and it was heavy than when he usually hugged her. Yan Yu didn't remember where he heard a saying that a dead body was heavier than a living person.
He took Cheng Xiaoyu to the passenger seat, poured the car out and rushed out of the community like an arrow. Cheng Xiaoyu's head was tilted softly on the car window, just like when she was dozing off in his car, but Yan Yu looked at her silence but felt cold from the bottom of his bones
Yan Yu ran through several red lights and finally drove the car to the hospital. He hugged Cheng Xiaoyu, who was wet, and ran into the hall. Seeing that two nurses had already come to meet him in this situation. What's going on?
Yan Yu said, cutting the pulse
The nurse quickly called someone, and then someone took Cheng Xiaoyu out of Yan Yu's arms and put it on the stretcher bed. Yan Yu ran forward with the group of people. Later, he rushed into a place and heard a woman ask him, what kind of blood type is the patient?
Yan Yu yelled and looked up at the female doctor wearing a mask in front of him. I don’t know that the female doctor actually had a pair of eyes that looked very similar to Cheng Xiaoyu’s charm. Yan Yu felt that he might have had hallucinations.
The female doctor frowned and ordered, "Test blood tests quickly and then pushed Yan Yu out the door, you are waiting outside."
The world suddenly became quiet. The white-robed doctors who were busy jogging with knives and threads were gone. He was the only one standing in the empty white corridor. In front of them were two white doors with lights on during surgery.
Yan Yu took a few steps back and sat on it when he saw a long chair.
There was a faint noise in the corridor, and there was silence in the white push door. Yan Yu sat on the bench like a defeated rooster, lowering his head, covering his face with his hands, and cried silently.
Of course, the most hateful thing is Cheng Xiaoyu. Yan Yu felt unresolved even after removing her bones and eating them raw.
Ye Lan's house was black with lights. Yan Yu rang the doorbell for a long time but no one turned on it. Only then did he remember that Ye Lan should have not come back in Shanghai.
Yan Yu was almost confused today, and even forgot about this. His anger was instantly gone. He went downstairs and sat back in his car with a dejected look.
He should go to find Chu Chen. He should at least break one leg and a few ribs before letting him go. But until now, he has no idea of any information except knowing that his name is Chu Chen, and he does not know where to find him.
All successful revenge should be a matter of Xu Tuzhi, but tonight, at the darkest moment of this night, Yan Yu's anger and broken pride were so painful that he had nowhere to vent, so he could only taste it alone. Yan Yu buried his head and smashed the steering wheel. He had never loved a woman like this in his life, but this woman betrayed him in the most embarrassing way.
Cheng Xiaoyu picked up Xiao Ai who fell on the ground and tried to splice it together. Unsuccessful, Xiao Ai was completely dead
Cheng Xiaoyu left Xiao Ai on the sofa, picked up the little ostrich on the ground and went upstairs
There was still a unique smell after the drowsy sex in the bedroom. Cheng Xiaoyu put the little ostrich back to the position on the head of the bed and patted the orange hair on its head. The little ostrich made you laugh.
Cheng Xiaoyu turned on the bathroom light, lowered his head and washed his face in the sink, and then looked up at the mirror. It was still ugly. He looked haggard and his cheeks were swollen. Yan Yu was so cruel that he could see the five finger marks.
Cheng Xiaoyu used a comb to combed her hair a little bit, comforting herself and thinking that although her face was ugly, her hair was still very beautiful.
Cheng Xiaoyu walked back to the bedroom and took off her blood-stained nightgown in the dressing mirror. She stared at the girl's body in the mirror. She was white and clean, with her perky nipples and her tight legs. But who knew what kind of greedy and weak soul was living in this body?
Cheng Xiaoyu wiped the wound on his shoulder with a wet towel, then opened the bedside table and picked three Winnie the Pooh bandaids carefully attached to the wound. It should be pasted well so as not to get the clothes dirty later.
Cheng Xiaoyu opened the wardrobe and started picking clothes. This one was better than the one on her body than the one on her body. She picked it for half an hour. Cheng Xiaoyu felt bitter and funny. Isn’t she so happy to choose when she went out for a trip?
Girls always love beauty. Even if she is so dirty, she still hopes to leave beautifully
Cheng Xiaoyu finally chose the light pink silk long dress, which was the evening dress that Yan Yu gave her on her birthday. This dress is so beautiful, but unfortunately it is hard to wear it out in normal times. It is only suitable for important occasions such as dinner parties. But today is also an important day.
Cheng Xiaoyu put on a beautiful long skirt and then pushed her hair to both sides of her cheeks in front of the mirror. This is great. She can't see the band-aid on her shoulders or the finger marks on her face.
Cheng Xiaoyu smiled comfortingly at himself in the mirror, then walked to the window and pushed open the window and poked his head out. There was a small flower bed under the window. Cheng Xiaoyu frowned and thought about whether his face would be distorted by the flower bed. His brain would burst. That would be disgusting. But if he didn't jump head down, he might not die. It would be troublesome to fall paraplegia at that time.
Cheng Xiaoyu shook her head and denied this way of death. She hesitated for a while and finally went to the bathtub to put a pool of warm water, then went downstairs to find a small and handy fruit knife to bring it with her.
That's it. Although she doesn't like blood and is afraid of pain, she really doesn't want to fall downstairs and be watched by people
Cheng Xiaoyu looked at her left wrist and then at her right wrist, and finally decided to choose her left wrist because her right hand was stronger.
Cheng Xiaoyu held the fruit knife tightly with his right hand, took a deep breath, closed his eyes and cut it heavily towards his left wrist. It hurts very much. She opened her eyes and looked at the bright red wound on her wrist, bleeding but not deep. She was obviously very hard, why did she only cut it so shallowly?
This won't work, you will die if you have to cut the artery
Cheng Xiaoyu took a deep breath again, counting one, two or three in his heart to continue cutting into the wound, but it was really painful, fear trembling, pain and convulsions, the blood still flowing out and the cold touch of the knife tip. Cheng Xiaoyu knelt on the ground tremblingly, hardening his heart and continuing to cut into the knife. The big tears blurred her vision. She heard her mouth unconsciously opening and closing and reuniting. I don’t know what she was saying. After leaving the gods, she realized that she was calling her mother, Mom, I feel so painful.
After all, the girl is timid and not ruthless enough. Cheng Xiaoyu cut her heart hard for more than ten minutes before her wrist was finally cut into a deep hole.
Cheng Xiaoyu looked at the wound like a terrifying blood-red mouth with tears in her head, and wondered if her hand would be cut off if she cut it off?
The fruit knife covered with hot blood fell to the ground with a click. The ostrich doll sitting at the head of the bed looked at Cheng Xiaoyu kneeling on the ground in horror. It was a terrifying night.
Cheng Xiaoyu looked at the knife on the ground and the crack on his wrist. Just like that. Even if it was not deep enough, she could die too slowly. She really couldn't cut it anymore. She would rather jump out of the window now.
Cheng Xiaoyu stood up with her wrist and walked into the bathroom to close the door, then entered the bathroom and pulled it back. She didn't know why she wanted to close the door. Perhaps death is really a shameful thing
Cheng Xiaoyu took off the slippers from her feet and walked into the bathtub and slowly lay down. Her cracked wrists hit the water and she burst into tears again. Cheng Xiaoyu took a deep breath and leaned her head against the platform next to the bathtub wall and lay quietly.
The lingering puppet fish pendant shines brightly in the clear and warm pond water. Gradually, the water turns from clear transparency to a faint pink color. The pink color is as red as the morning glow in the morning. The glory of the two small fish is gradually submerged by the red pond water. The soft pink long skirt on her body has gradually turned into a red color like a curse by a demon.
Cheng Xiaoyu took deep breaths, trying to ignore the pain on his wrist and the strong sense of fear in his heart, and slowly finally settled down and accepted the fact that he was about to die.
She looked at the white ring chandelier hanging on the top of the bathroom wall with a pale face. She saw colorful halos fainting from around the lamp, as beautiful as the rainbow in the sky
In that halo, Cheng Xiaoyu saw himself kneeling in front of his mother's bed, his eyes were swollen and swollen. Looking at his mother with the oxygen mask, he was stunned. Is her mother almost dead?
What does death really feel?
She only has one mother in this world, and she will never be able to die.
Cheng Xiaoyu held his mother's hand and said, Mom, don't do this, I swear to you, I will never be with Chu Chen again, I really swear to you, if I am with him again, our family of three will be all pierced intestines and rotten, and I will live in hell for the next life. I swear, Mom, finally, Mom, Mom, finally, she breathed a long sigh of relief, she opened her mouth to talk, but tears fell from her wrinkled face
Mom, I violated my oath. I am a person who doesn’t keep my word. Now I understand what it feels like to face death. In fact, the saddest thing is to struggle with the desire to live. When I am about to die, I am not so scared. It’s just that cold, as if I am lying in a frozen river full of ice.
Cheng Xiaoyu was quite satisfied with his way of dying, so he only dirtyed a pool of water, and then disappeared after rinsing.
She imagined Yan Yu discovering her body, and imagined him being questioned by the police. Oh no, there were his finger marks on her face. Will the police think that Yan Yu beat her and she committed suicide?
She has caused trouble for Yan Yu, and she should have left a suicide note, but she has no energy to get up and write the suicide note again
That's it, she has caused more than this trouble for Yan Yu anyway
What will happen to Chu Chen?
He will definitely blame himself and be sad, and he will be sad for the rest of his life, but God knows that she doesn't want him to feel sad the most in this world. Even if they make a mistake and she dies, everything can be paid back, right?
Death is like a long and slow dream. Cheng Xiaoyu's consciousness gradually blurred, just the feeling of fatigue of wanting to sleep when she was very tired. However, she could still clearly feel how her life was lost from her wrist little by little. Yan Yu said she was dirty and said she was disgusting. Now her dirty blood was flowing away. She was not disgusting anymore, right?
Yan Yu was sitting in the car for some reason and suddenly felt extremely panicked, his heart was so thumping that it almost jumped out of his chest!
He started the car aimlessly on the road, and he felt very uncomfortable. The feeling of panic was a bit like when he was a child, he broke a very expensive vase and waited for his father to get off work.
It was nearly three o'clock at night, and there were no people on the road. Yan Yu's car was driving like lightning, so he must have been speeding. The back of a girl in a pink and white dress suddenly appeared in front of the car with a sharp headlight. Yan Yu hurriedly stepped on the brakes, and the sound of brakes that had been dragging out echoed in the quiet night sky. Yan Yu was startled and sweated. There was no one in front of the car. The side face he had just seen that he had just turned slightly was clearly Cheng Xiaoyu!
Yan Yu's head was a little confused. His hands on the steering wheel were tightened and tightened. The car body twisted and turned around suddenly, and the engine accelerated and returned to the original road.
Yan Yu's car drove faster and faster. He didn't know how many photos he had taken by the traffic electronic eyes along the way. He parked the car into Curry and almost ran upstairs. He opened the door with the key, and the guest room was still as messy as before.
Yan Yu kicked open the glass fragments in front of his foot, walked upstairs and pushed open the bedroom door. Cheng Xiaoyu was not there, only the ostrich doll was placed on the bed.
Yan Yu clenched his fists hatefully. He said that, she dared to leave. She was really not afraid of him at all. Cheng Xiaoyu, if I don’t let you regret what you did today, I will not be named Yan in the future!
Yan Yu grabbed the little ostrich on the bed and smashed it to the opposite side with hatred. But no matter how much he felt, the ostrich doll was soft after all, and it hit the mirror and bounced to the ground quietly.
Yan Yu turned his head and left, but when he walked to the door, he couldn't help but stop. He always felt like what he saw just now...
What's wrong
Yan Yu turned his head in confusion. Under the cold moonlight, the little ostrich fell halfway and fell on a stain, and next to the stain was a sharp and small knife.
Yan Yu walked closer and found that it was not a stain, but a piece of blood. A half-condensed black and red blood stain stretched in one direction until the bathroom door disappeared.
Yan Yu then realized that the bathroom was not completely black, and there was a faint light. He walked over and pushed open the bathroom door. The white tiled floor was covered with black and red dry blood, and the light he saw just now also came out of the bathroom.
Yan Yu's head began to buzz. He walked over and pushed open the bathroom door with unsteady steps. Cheng Xiaoyu was lying in the bathtub, with his eyes closed and his face pale, with a few purple handprints on his cheeks. Her lips were as white as her face, because her blood was running into the bathtub. It was a pool of red blood that made people dizzy, and Cheng Xiaoyu's body was soaked in it.
Yan Yu shook his body a few times and sat down on the ground in a mess. His face instantly became the same color as Cheng Xiaoyu. He almost crawled over and grabbed the edge of the bathtub and patted Cheng Xiaoyu's face. Xiaoyu, wake up
Cheng Xiaoyu didn't react, or her reaction was like a dead person. Maybe her heart had stopped beating, but he had been out for nearly three hours.
Yan Yu trembled his hands and pulled Cheng Xiaoyu out of the bathtub. He saw her left wrist flipping softly in the air. There was a deep and terrifying wound on it. Blood-colored water droplets fell down her fingertips, but nothing was flowing out of the hideous wound.
Yan Yu hugged Cheng Xiaoyu downstairs. Her body was wet and cold, and it was heavy than when he usually hugged her. Yan Yu didn't remember where he heard a saying that a dead body was heavier than a living person.
He took Cheng Xiaoyu to the passenger seat, poured the car out and rushed out of the community like an arrow. Cheng Xiaoyu's head was tilted softly on the car window, just like when she was dozing off in his car, but Yan Yu looked at her silence but felt cold from the bottom of his bones
Yan Yu ran through several red lights and finally drove the car to the hospital. He hugged Cheng Xiaoyu, who was wet, and ran into the hall. Seeing that two nurses had already come to meet him in this situation. What's going on?
Yan Yu said, cutting the pulse
The nurse quickly called someone, and then someone took Cheng Xiaoyu out of Yan Yu's arms and put it on the stretcher bed. Yan Yu ran forward with the group of people. Later, he rushed into a place and heard a woman ask him, what kind of blood type is the patient?
Yan Yu yelled and looked up at the female doctor wearing a mask in front of him. I don’t know that the female doctor actually had a pair of eyes that looked very similar to Cheng Xiaoyu’s charm. Yan Yu felt that he might have had hallucinations.
The female doctor frowned and ordered, "Test blood tests quickly and then pushed Yan Yu out the door, you are waiting outside."
The world suddenly became quiet. The white-robed doctors who were busy jogging with knives and threads were gone. He was the only one standing in the empty white corridor. In front of them were two white doors with lights on during surgery.
Yan Yu took a few steps back and sat on it when he saw a long chair.
There was a faint noise in the corridor, and there was silence in the white push door. Yan Yu sat on the bench like a defeated rooster, lowering his head, covering his face with his hands, and cried silently.
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