971, the man named He Jiaming is dead



It was obviously the girl's first kiss, so when she stepped forward, her face was ruddy, her expression was reserved, and even her hands were unconsciously clenching the corners of her clothes, even though she was saving people, but ...... But when it was a handsome Chinese man to be saved, //%77%77%77%2e%76%6f%64%74%77%2e%63%6f%6d

"Huh?" the big yellow dog turned his back to her, his tail writhing sideways uneasily, obviously wondering what his master was doing, but he didn't dare to look back.

The girl quickly poured qi into his body, and was busy pressing his chest cavity to restore his ability to breathe on his own, and after repeating it a few times, the man finally had a slight reaction, spit out a few mouthfuls of water from his stomach, and the whole person was like a fish out of water, desperately breathing.

"You're awake? Thank goodness you're finally awake!" the girl was overjoyed, and her jewel-like eyes stared at him unblinkingly, and when she saw him struggling to get up, she hurriedly held him on the back and patted him gently, helping him spit out more water.

The big yellow dog finally couldn't help but turn around with curiosity, tilted his head to look at the stranger, and leaned forward again to lick his hand, his tail wagging wildly.

He Jiaming's eyes were blurred, and in his sight was a blonde-haired young girl, and the girl somehow looked a bit like a sweetheart, she was also carrying a yellow earth dog, and she was squatting beside her with low eyebrows at the moment.

He couldn't help but smile wryly—was he dead? or was he not dead? Why...... It's all like this, why does he still think about sweetheart? He actually hallucinates to the point that everyone looks like a sweetheart.

"Hey, can you speak?" the girl saw the unpredictable expression of the man in front of her, and hurriedly said in a fluent Chinese, "My name is Lisa, my dog just spotted you, you were washed up by the river, you are very badly injured, I called the ambulance, but they are very slow, you ...... Just fainted, are you feeling better now?"

He Jiaming heard this voice like a heavenly sound, and then realized that he was not dreaming, there was really a girl in front of him, he rubbed his eyes vigorously, wait, wait, why does this girl look so much like a sweetheart?

"My name is ...... He Jiaming. He opened his mouth, his voice hoarse and terrifying, and he said with difficulty, "Thank you for saving me." ”

"It doesn't matter. The girl's smile was as beautiful and warm as a tulip, her brows furrowed slightly, and she sighed, "Your injuries are really serious, and I'm worried that you won't wake up." ”

He Jiaming grinned, showing a wry smile, he looked around, he didn't know where he was now, Lisa was very understanding, as if he realized what he was worried about, so he explained: "This is Jinping County, the river you just came to is called the Sui River, which runs through the entire southern Sichuan region, you should have floated from the upstream." ”

He Jiaming opened his mouth and asked, "What time is it now......?" How far is it from Flatflow City?"

Lisa replied: "It's September 30th, and it's about two or three hours by car from here to Pingliu City, but now the roads are not easy to walk, you know, there was an earthquake there, and a lot of roads were buried by landslides and mudslides." ”

He Jiaming nodded, thinking in his heart that he had lost contact with Situ Qinglang and them for two days, he subconsciously took out his pocket, and then realized that the phone had already fallen without a trace.

Seeing him like this, Lisa hurriedly handed over her mobile phone and asked softly, "Do you need this?"

"Thank you. He Jiaming smiled gratefully, this girl named Lisa always gave him a sense of déjà vu, and she was very smart, he really wanted to borrow his mobile phone to call Qinglang and his sweetheart, but ......

As soon as the number was dialed out, he suddenly hung up.

After walking around the ghost gate, He Jiaming realized that he couldn't go on like this, he wanted to live a new life, perhaps, he should make the whole world think that the person named He Jiaming was dead.

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