71. NO.73 The taste of heartache
Shen Li smiled bitterly, her heart was half cold, she was beaten into a bottomless black hole, it was cold and biting, what was she expecting? Expecting this man to change his mind one day, or end that contract, she was wrong, she was too naïve, that contract was the shackles of her life, just that, she admitted it.
Turning around and walking heavily, he disappeared from his sight little by little, the man behind him, a pair of fists clenched strongly, the green tendons on his hands bulging, I don't know if he was angry with her, or angry with himself, or jealous.
Out of the bar, the night sky was full of dark clouds, and the clouds were sometimes fleeting with lightning like claws, and the dull sound of thunder loomed in the ears, and the sky seemed to be boiling hot water in a pot, indicating that a rainstorm was coming.
Shen Li walked on the sidewalk with the purpose of strolling, the branches above her head had already made the sound of rain hitting, and the raindrops dripped through the gaps and fell on her body, wetting her clothes, and her eyes were also stinging, and she couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears.
Her world has become slim, tonight, she doesn't know where to go, walk through one street after another, through one road after another, passers-by are in a hurry, the traffic is also due to the heavy rain, and the speed is slow, instantly blocked, in this hurried world, only she is different, only she can't feel the sky is raining, blowing the wind, her world is rendered by her heart, everything is quiet, cold.
Outside the zebra crossing, the green feasible sign jumped into a red villain, and a figure took a step forward, "Horn!" After a crash, all he heard was the sound of brakes, and Shen Li lay quietly on the ground, his body seemed to be numb, looking at the raindrops falling down, his vision began to become hazy, until he was completely enveloped in darkness.
In the confusion, a burst of dizziness pulled the stomach tumbling over the river, and then a faint burning surged, and the moment the heavy eyelids were completely opened, what fell into front of me was a white ceiling, and an iron frame with drips hanging, hospital? The moment before the coma reappeared in my mind.
"Are you awake?" It was Mother Song who came to her side, and she was a little excited to see that Shen Li had woken up.
Shen Li closed his eyes again, his body was weak and he didn't want to speak.
"I'm going to be discharged" Shen Li said in a weak voice with a dry throat, his eyes still closed.
"No, the body is still very weak, although it is only a slight bruise, but the doctor said that he will be hospitalized for observation for a period of time" Song's mother heard her say this, and immediately became nervous.
Shen Li was silent, regardless of so much, he insisted on sitting up.
"Sir told me to take good care of you," Song's mother reached out to help her.
Shen Li didn't seem to hear it, waved away the quilt, pulled out the needle, and stunned Mother Song, she didn't need his care, even if it was through someone else's hands, she didn't need it.
"What are you doing here? The doctor said you need to rest," Song's mother didn't know what to do for a while.
"I want to be discharged from the hospital" Shen Li made a desperate bet and walked resolutely to the door, and happened to collide with Wei Yan.
Looking at her crumbling appearance, her good-looking eyebrows instantly frowned together.
"Sir......" Mother Song was full of guilt because she failed to stop it, and she didn't dare to raise her chin.
"Let her be discharged from the hospital" Wei Yan looked at Shen Li calmly, his thin lips opened slightly, and he allowed her request, I don't know if this is a permission for her willfulness, or a favor for her, this kind of behavior is so natural that even after his own words, he was slightly surprised.
Shen Li's face was haggard and he stared at Wei Yan, his dry eyes lost their original color, as if they were coated with a layer of haze, and he bypassed Wei Yan and left.
The wide hospital gown drowned the originally energetic body, like wearing a mask, hiding everything behind him, Wei Yan's chest shook and pierced an invisible soft thorn, but it made him gasp in pain, maybe this is the taste of heartache.