A hundred steps and a one-step gap!

After shouting the last sentence to Zhang Xiaoyu with all my might, the breath that had been hanging in my heart was swallowed, and my spirit was relaxed, and I fainted directly in front of me.

When I opened my eyes again, there was no accident, I was lying on the hospital bed again, the whole ward was empty, I was alone, the infusion needle on the back of my hand, the liquid flowed down the plastic tube drop by drop, into my bloodstream, as if to remind me that I was still alive and time was still flying.

I smiled bitterly and struggled to move my body, and found that I didn't have any strength at all, and my whole body seemed to be about to fall apart, especially when my shoulder hurt as long as I moved slightly, I had to lie on the bed in this backward shape, looking at the ceiling in a daze.

My mind is very clear, so clear that I even remember the last picture I saw before I fell unconscious, it was Zhang Xiaoyu dressed in leather clothes.

Since I entered the society, I have been in and out of hospitals and prisons most often, not in high-end hotels or well-known restaurants

, I remembered a Hong Kong police movie I watched when I was in school, and the underworld brother in it once said, "When you come out to mix, you step on the official door with one face and the coffin door with the other!"

Suddenly, I remembered that before the war with Li Wei, that bastard seemed to have said "destruction" and declared war on Tianmen at the same time, and I don't know what the situation is with Tianmen now.

Thinking of this, I endured the severe pain and got up from the bed, staggered towards the door of the ward, and just reached out to touch the doorknob, the door of the ward was suddenly pushed open from the outside...

Zhang Xiaoyu, dressed in leather clothes and leather pants, with a "Sassoon head", walked in from outside with a fast food bucket, and when he looked at me, Zhang Xiaoyu was like an electric shock, trembling all over, wanting to close the door and escape...

"Zhang Xiaoyu..."I hurriedly called out to her, seeing that the door was about to close, I hurriedly put my hand into the crack of the door, "Ouch..."

"Are you sick? Aren't your hands your own?" Zhang Xiaoyu, who had already walked out two steps, couldn't help but stop when he heard my miserable snort, turned around and yelled at me, "Who told you to come to Beijing?

"It's not pitiful, it's guilty! Zhang Xiaoyu, don't be in a hurry to leave, can you listen to me?" I shook my somewhat swollen wrist and slowly walked towards her by holding on to the wall.

"Don't come here, if you have anything to say, just stand and say it!" Zhang Xiaoyu took two steps back in a little panic, firmly covered the side face that was already blocked by his hair with one hand, and shouted at me unnaturally, "If you take another step forward, I will leave immediately, and I will never meet you again!"

"Xiaoyu, why bother? You must know very well in your heart that I have no malicious intent!" I tried to move two steps slightly and moved closer to Zhang Xiaoyu.

"Don't come here..."Zhang Xiaoyu screamed and hugged her head, the soup in the "fast food bucket" in her hand was spilled all over her body, she seemed to be frightened, and almost spoke to me in a pleading tone: "Zhang Jingtian, don't come near me, is it okay? I'm an ugly monster now, I don't want your mood because of my appearance, I don't want your pity, and I don't need your sympathy! Leave the last bit of dignity to me!"

"Xiaoyu, you misunderstood! I have no pity, let alone any qualification to say sympathy, I came to you to atone for my sins, if it weren't for me, how could you have become like this, don't refuse me, give me a chance?" I whispered to her in a consultative tone as I crept closer to her as if I was coaxing a child.

"But the way I look now, it's really ugly..."Zhang Xiaoyu lowered her head in frustration and muttered to herself, not realizing that I was getting closer and closer to her.

When she raised her head again, I had already appeared across from her, "Get out, don't come here...", Zhang Xiaoyu let out a high-decibel scream, turned around and wanted to run.

I reached out and grabbed her wrist and hurriedly explained, "No matter what, we can be cured again, trust me..."

"I don't want it, I don't want to..." she struggled for two, and when she saw that she couldn't shake me off at all, she cried out anxiously, and hung her head like a child and choked silently.

All along, Zhang Xiaoyu has always given me the feeling of being a particularly proud woman, even if she is crying, she has never been so aggrieved that she doesn't even dare to make a sound, my heart can't help but twitch a few times, and I took her into my arms in distress, gently patted her back and comforted, "It's going to be okay!

"Zhang Jingtian, you bastard! Who let you quietly throw me to the intersection that day, and didn't even keep me, it's all your fault! If it weren't for the fact that you didn't keep me, I would have been drunk and disfigured by Li Wei... It's all your fault!" Zhang Xiaoyu couldn't control it anymore, "Wow...", leaned into my arms and cried, this time she cried very loudly, as if she wanted to vent all the grievances she had suffered.

"Yes, I'm a bastard! I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" I didn't have any explanation, I held her tightly in my arms, just now I could almost see clearly the half of her face covered by hair, and she was cut several fingers with a knife, although the wound had long since healed, but the deep and shallow scar still looked particularly scary.

Such scars are unacceptable for a man, not to mention Zhang Xiaoyu, a girl who used to love beauty so much, my heart feels extra colic when I think of this, I really don't know how she survived these days.

Zhang Xiaoyu, who had been curled up in my arms and cried for more than ten minutes, raised his head to look at me and asked, "Does I look particularly hideous now?"

"It's not hideous, it's not hideous at all, I swear! Now that the plastic surgery technology is so advanced, I believe it won't take long to recover!" I hugged Zhang Xiaoyu's brute waist and swore a guarantee.

"Forget it, don't lie to me, I look in the mirror every day, and every time I look in the mirror, I really want to jump off the building to commit suicide, but I don't have the courage!" Zhang Xiaoyu sniffed hard, squeezed out a smile that was not much stronger than crying at me and continued: "Fortunately, I'm used to being like this now, Xiaosi! I really feel very happy that you can come to me, because I know that at least I still occupy a small corner in your heart! But I don't want to know you anymore, I don't want to have anything to do with you anymore!" As she spoke, she forcefully broke free from my arms and took a step backwards.

"Why?" I hurriedly shouted, reaching out and grabbing her wrist again.

"I don't want to embarrass you, let alone myself, you say, in what capacity should I be with you? friend or lover? Or is it the most familiar stranger?" Zhang Xiaoyu said and tears flowed out, "If my appearance is still there, I don't mind this, but why should I continue to rely on you now? My love for you is already very humble, I don't want to have no dignity at all..."

"Xiaoyu, it's not what you think..."I hurriedly wanted to defend myself, Zhang Xiaoyu shook his head with tears in his eyes, and interrupted me. After you listen to me, my love with you is exactly like a journey of a hundred steps, I have taken ninety-nine steps forward is about love, but the last step is because of dignity, I can take ninety-nine steps towards you, but I can't walk the last step alone, you don't know that I like you, but you always turn a blind eye, and in the end, I moved myself, but disgusted others, I love too much, let us be free with each other, okay? Don't get involved with me anymore, please..."

"Xiaoyu, if I say I like you, do you believe me?" I blurted out in a hurry.

"What if you like it? Will you give up Chen Xue because of me who is such an ugly bastard? I lost to her without any suspense before I was disfigured, let alone now?" Zhang Xiaoyu shook her head poignantly, "You came to me, I am really moved, so let's use this way to draw an end to this relationship that should not have appeared, I wish you happiness! sincerely..."

After Zhang Xiaoyu finished saying this to me, he sighed, wiped the tears from his eyes, turned around and was about to leave, as soon as I grabbed her little hand, pulled her back into my arms, and put my lips on her mouth without saying a word.