No one thought that Wang Geyao would dare to jump down from such a high building, and after a period of deathly silence. At first, it was the screams of girls, and then there was chaos, but no one dared to step forward to see how Wang Geyao was doing.

Shang Zhihan stood by the railing on the roof of the building, his feet were sore and there was no strength to support him to stand up. His outstretched hand hung on the railing, and what he couldn't accept was that he was almost able to catch her.

As if in a nightmare, Shang Zhihan muttered in a low voice, "Almost....", and then slammed his fist into the railing, the rusty railing could not withstand the huge force, the fragile patina (body shēn) body, vibrating slightly in the breeze as if containing grievances.

Shang Zhihan maintained a posture of half of his body leaning outward, quietly holding back tears.

The school was afraid that this ugly thing would be publicized, so it didn't call the fire police to help save people in the first place, let alone 120. This person jumped down, and the teacher with the horn looked at Wang Geyao who fell in a pool of blood and sat on the ground with weak legs.

The calmest is probably only Su Shengsheng, because she is the only one who didn't come with the mentality of watching (hot) trouble from the beginning. She was just caring about this person all along.

She didn't know what she was like when she saw Wang Geyao fall in front of her, and her head was a little blank for a moment. Looking at the blood slowly flowing from Wang Geyao's body, she forgot to cry for a while.

Until someone faints blood, vomits uncontrollably, and screams, in short, all kinds of sounds. Let her gradually return to her soul, she walked towards Wang Geyao in a daze.

Someone stopped her, "Don't go, I don't know what it will be!"

Su Shengsheng didn't seem to hear it, and shook off the hand that stopped him. She walked over gently, slowly, as if she was afraid of disturbing the person lying on the ground.

Su Shengsheng didn't dare to touch her, and even a little at a loss. Suddenly, she noticed that something was wrong, and looked up, fortunately, Su Shengsheng was staying in an aristocratic school, the green environment was not bad, a thousand-year-old tree was blooming, and when Wang Geyao fell, the ancient tree played a buffering role. Wang Geyao's blood was just a cut in a tree branch.

And the instinctive reaction of a good person in the face of danger will protect himself, Wang Geyao unconsciously curled himself up when he fell, although it was not immediately fatal, but the person also fell into a coma.

After Su Shengsheng found out about this, he shouted at the top of his voice, "Call 120!

A pebble was thrown on the surface of the lake, causing ripples.

The teacher who was hiding in the crowd before did what a teacher should have at this time, dispersing the classmates, contacting an ambulance, and protecting the scene. There was a teacher who wanted Su Shengsheng to rest next to him, Su Shengsheng shook her head weakly, and she was here to accompany Wang Geyao.

Wang Geyao's blood flowed very slowly, and Su Shengsheng wanted to plug it with his hand, but he was afraid of aggravated injuries. Sitting on the ground on your knees doesn't know what to do. Shang Zhihan had already walked down from the upstairs, and before Su Shengsheng said that no one was dead, he rushed down from the upstairs as if he had returned to his soul.

Shang Zhihan came to Su Shengsheng's (body shēn), "People really aren't dead?"

Su Shengsheng nodded hard, almost seeing a fresh life disappear in front of her, even if her heart was more mature than all the students here, she couldn't stand such stimulation.

Fortunately, the school was not very biased, and the ambulance arrived at the scene. The crowd was almost dispersed by the teacher. Gradually, the school returned to its former order, as if this absurd thing had never happened. It's just that it will be a long time before the students get around.

Shang Rusu found Shang Zhiming in the evacuated crowd, Shang Zhiming looked at Wang Geyao, and the whole person was stunned. Shang Rusu bumped into him angrily, but Shang Zhiming's nature (sex xìng) still didn't change, and he wanted to scold when he turned his head. Seeing that it was Shang Rusu, he closed his mouth.

This person died in front of him, and this matter was stabbed out by Wang Geyao himself, and he really regretted why he ran out on impulse just now.

"Look, still standing, don't go back yet. Shang Rusu was also angry, but Shang Zhiming was still his relative after all, "Go home and hide for a while." ”

Shang Zhiming seemed to grasp a life-saving straw, taking advantage of the fact that the teacher hadn't noticed him yet, and quietly slipped out of the school gate.

An ambulance arrived and needed to be escorted to the hospital. Originally, he needed a teacher, Su Shengsheng said that he accompanied Wang Geyao. But the teacher felt that Su Shengsheng was just a student and was not particularly relieved, Shang Zhihan also came over and said that he was with Su Shengsheng, and the teacher was relieved.

The lights in the operating room in the hospital are always on and I don't know when they will go out, and the miserable white lights represent hope but panic. Su Shengsheng sat in the corridor, she curled up quietly, lowered her head and didn't know what she was thinking.

Like a lonely little squirrel.

Shang Zhihan walked over with a cup of (奶nǎi) tea in his hand. Su Shengsheng didn't answer, and Shang Zhihan didn't force it to her. He sat next to Su Shengsheng and said, "Inform Wang Geyao's father." ”

"Hmm. Su Shengsheng replied and continued to be stunned.

"How long has she been in. Shang Zhihan covered the (milk nǎi) tea in his hand, afraid of being cold.

"Counting the time you spent shopping, it's almost an hour. "Su Shengsheng is like a machine, asking and answering.

Shang Zhihan's cold voice sounded again, "Do you want to cry now." ”

Su Shengsheng was silent. She was still quietly staring at the floor for a few seconds. As if he couldn't hold on anymore, he threw himself into Shang Zhihan's arms and cried quietly.

Shang Zhihan was still crying from her, just patting her back gently.

"That's a living life. Su Shengsheng said in Shang Zhihan's arms, "Almost, almost gone! Are those people devils? Why didn't they stop her." ”

No matter how strong and mature he was, Su Shengsheng showed his weakness when he was alone with Shang Zhihan. Shang Zhihan didn't know how to explain it, maybe their understanding of life was too shallow. Thought suicide was just a joke.

"Because none of them have ever touched death. Shang Zhihan's voice was a little tired. He is not like these rich children, who have been provided with good food since he was a child, and he will not think about what exciting things to play next after he has eaten and drunk enough.

Even sometimes even Shang Zhihan and his mother are still struggling for basic food, and they can't even meet the basic living guarantees, he has seen too much evil in this world, so he is even more reluctant to let the girl in his arms touch these.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man rushed over, "My daughter, is my daughter inside?" His steps staggered a little, and Su Shengsheng lowered his head to wipe away his tears. Shang Zhihan helped the man and asked, "Are you Wang Geyao's father?"

The man nodded.

Shang Zhihan continued, "Wang Geyao has already undergone surgery inside, and we are his classmates. ”

Wang Geyao's father shook Shang Zhihan's hand vigorously and thanked him again and again, and then walked to the side to take out a cigarette, only to realize that this was a hospital. Just bite in the mouth. It's just that the hand holding the cigarette is shaking badly.