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Huang Mingyue only felt that her whole body was light and fluttering, as if she was not affected by the gravitational pull of the earth, like a puff of smoke, and like a fog.

The whole body is clean and clear, as if it were a newborn baby.

Am I dead again?

The first time was to die alone in the hospital bed, and the second time to be the cannon fodder of ** - should life be so exciting? It turns out that being shot is such a feeling, and after the extreme pain, there is a long period of calm.

The first time I didn't really feel the taste of death, I died twice before I realized that death is the purest thing in the world.

I really don't want to die!

Huang Mingyue comforted herself that this short rebirth was not in vain, at least she helped Mingchuan reverse his fate - and the fate that awaited her turned out to be death.

So where does this consciousness come from?

Or, people who die for no reason will not enter the cycle of fate, maybe just like this, and enjoy the endless void in this pure darkness.

I don't know how long it took, but a ray of light appeared in this darkness.

Is that light?

Huang Mingyue followed the direction of the light like a creeping plant.

A ray of light, a ray of light, a piece of light!

Huang Mingyue was like a person who had been dormant in the dark for a long time and was suddenly exposed to the sun, her eyes were burned by a large white light, she subconsciously squinted her eyes, and slowly opened her eyes.

White, a piece of white as far as the eye can see.

This white is clean and soft, and it seems to be mixed with the smell of cold metal and the smell of disinfectant somewhere.

Hospital?

Huang Mingyue was agitated and opened her eyes completely.

The white sheets with dark lines, the white sofa, and the white curtains were slightly blown open by the wind. Is this a hospital? Shouldn't the hospital she remembered be a crowded hospital bed, a black, moldy corner, and an impatient nurse?

"Miss Huang, are you awake?" Someone whispered softly in his ear.

Huang Mingyue slowly turned her eyes, a young and smooth face, with the most appropriate and kind smile.

"Where is this?"

The young nurse flashed her eyes wide, like a kindergarten aunt with gentleness: "Hospital." ”

A hospital should be a senior ward in a hospital.

Huang Mingyue wanted to prop up her body, but there was a pain under her left chest. It still hurts, which means she's not dead!

The nurse gave her a reproachful look: "Don't move! "Reach for a remote.

The hospital bed under Huang Mingyue slowly rose up, frozen at a certain angle: "Is this okay?" ”

Only then did Huang Mingyue see the layout of the entire ward, this room was eighty or ninety square meters, and there was even a floor-to-ceiling window with white yarn fluttering. How much does it cost to stay in such a ward for a day?

Huang Mingyue raised her hand, and there was a drip hanging in her right hand.

"Am I badly hurt?" Huang Mingyue narrowed her eyes, and the black blue bullet in the darkness spun rapidly in the air and pierced her body, "I'm not dead!" ”

The nurse smiled slightly, like a sweet Angel.

Huang Mingyue was overwhelmed by the joy of being reborn after the robbery, and there was a faint pain in her left chest, reminding her that she had picked up another life.

"What about my family?"

"I've been informed." The nurses in the senior ward always have only one expression to smile.

A quarter of an hour later, Huang Mingchuan blew into the ward like a gust of wind.

The nurse's stylized smile suddenly had a sense of eagerness: "Mr. Huang, Miss Huang is still very weak and can't talk for too long." ”

Huang Mingchuan waved his hand, and the nurse withdrew from the ward.

The corners of Huang Mingyue's mouth smiled involuntarily, but her eyes were suddenly confused.

"Mingchuan!"

Huang Mingchuan held Huang Mingyue's hand, and the real warmth came from the palm of his hand: "It's good that you're awake!" ”

"How long have I been lying down?"

"It's been almost two months."

"So long?" Huang Mingyue was stunned, "I'm seriously injured?" ”

Huang Mingchuan pursed the corners of his mouth and nodded solemnly: "If you hurt the left lobe, if the bullet deviates a little bit, it will be the heart." "He didn't want to say too much.

He still remembered that when he received the call and stumbled to the hospital, Huang Mingyue was lying in the emergency room, her whole body was red, her face was as pale as paper, her breathing was weak, and only her long eyelashes were trembling.

Huang Mingchuan couldn't help but think of the butterfly whose wings were broken by the storm on a summer afternoon, flapping its rain-soaked wings dying, waiting for the passage of the remaining vitality.

"Oh!" Huang Mingyue remembered that before the bullet came out, Boss Lu pushed her to the shelf, and he was merciful at the last moment, but after all, she still made his human shield.

"Is there anyone else but me?"

Huang Mingchuan frowned, and seemed to dislike the topic: "There is also a man who died on the spot in the convenience store." ”

"Really? Then I can sort of pick up a life. Huang Mingyue actually had a faint regret in her heart, her human shield failed to save her life after all, it seems that the tattooed man was red-eyed.

Huang Mingchuan clenched Huang Mingyue's weak and cold hand, and smiled as kindly as the warm winter sun: "Don't talk nonsense!" You will not die in this great calamity, and you will be blessed! ”

"Mom?" Huang Mingyue's heart tugged again, "Does she know?" ”

"Don't dare not tell her. Don't worry, Mom is fine, I'm resting! ”

Huang Mingyue felt that Huang Mingchuan was a little different, but the same thick eyebrows, the same high nose, and the same chin made him more forbearant and mature.

"Wait for the bottle of salt water to hang, let's go!" Huang Mingyue didn't think much about it.

"Why?"

"This ward is too high-end, bigger than our family." Huang Mingyue held back the pain in her chest and deliberately stuck out her tongue, "When my wound is healed, the two of us will have to work for half our lives for medical expenses!" ”

Huang Mingchuan smiled relievedly: "You don't have to worry about this, it's only serious to take care of your injuries." ”

"Where did you get the money?"

"Don't worry about money." Huang Mingchuan's smile was a little stiff, and he stopped talking.

A trace of doubt flashed in Huang Mingyue's heart: "What happened in the past two months?" ”

"It's okay!"

Huang Mingyue knew what Huang Mingchuan was hiding from her, as long as he lied, his eyes never dared to look at her.

"Isn't it ...... mom?"

Before he could finish speaking, the door to the ward opened quietly. The original nurse was whispering to a person outside the door: "I just woke up not long ago, my state is still relatively stable, I have notified the doctor, and I will arrange a consultation ...... in the afternoon."

Who?

Huang Mingyue looked out the door suspiciously.

A noble figure came in with steady steps, a middle-aged man full of luxury with a face full of concern, his eyes swept over Huang Mingchuan on the side, and fell on Huang Mingyue: "Mingyue, you finally woke up!" ”

Huang Yiqing?

Huang Mingyue's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Dad, you're here." Huang Mingchuan got up and stood beside the bed and called out respectfully.

What the? Father?

Huang Mingyue's head "buzzed", and suddenly went blank.