27. NO.27 Please, just this once

On the other side of the sidewalk, the green pedestrian sign lit up, Shen Li was a little distracted, moving slowly, his pale face seemed to fall down at any time, he would fall to pieces, the green light flashed and the red light turned on, and she was still walking in the middle of the zebra crossing, and she didn't seem to hear the roar of the car in her ears.

"Horn!" A black sedan stepped on the brakes at the right time, Shen Li's face turned pale with fright, and he reflexively looked at the owner, in the driver's seat, Wei Yan looked at the person who was almost hit by himself with a dark face, but there was no trace of panic and consternation on his face, Shen Li immediately came back to his senses and bent over to apologize, and then consciously took a few steps back to make way for the road, Wei Yan looked ahead and stepped on the accelerator and galloped away.

Although he was out of sight, his eyes were always insincerely looking at the rearview mirror, and the figure still stopped in the middle of the road, as if he didn't want to go to the other side at all, did he want to die?

Wei Yan's heart moved, stepped on the brakes, unbuckled the seat belt without thinking, and got out of the car, the footsteps made the ghost speed and run back, Shen Li suddenly top-heavy and his eyes were dark, the whole person leaned back without a support point, one arm quickly and accurately grabbed her crumbling body, tightly buckled in his arms, Shen Li's face was pale and his eyes were closed, and the indifferent face in the blur gradually became hazy, and finally turned into darkness.

"Horn!" The sound of the horn urging from all directions couldn't help but make Wei Yan frown, and decisively hugged her and left.

In the general ward of the hospital, Shen Li fell asleep quietly, and after the inflamed wound was treated, his face also recovered a lot, which would be regarded as a stable sleep, but he frowned from time to time, as if there was pain in his dream, Wei Yan put his hands in his pockets in front of the window, looking at the bustling high-rise buildings through the half-raised blinds, and a pair of dark pupils were flat.

After a long time, he turned his head slightly to look at the person on the hospital bed, and after a few steps closer, Wei Yan froze his eyes, and then gradually sank, and after a while, he re-attached the loose tie at the collar to his shirt and turned to leave.

"Don't go" was blurred, the corners of his clothes were pulled, helplessly pleading.

Wei Yan's heart tightened, and in a blink of an eye, Shen Li opened his eyes slightly and looked vaguely at the figure who was about to leave beside the bed, the outline was hazy, but the palm of his hand had already clenched the corners of the suit tightly, like the only life-saving straw before drowning.

"Just this once...... Please......" After being angry, Shen Li fell asleep again, Wei Yan was distracted for a while, his body froze in place, for a long time, he was a little puzzled by his distraction, she was just a familiar stranger in his world, and she was sent to the hospital twice, but it just happened.

Wei Yan raised his other hand and pulled away Shen Li's clenched fingers little by little, and after the last moment, the clenched palm fell on the futon, and Wei Yan walked towards the door with a flat face.

Night came, and it wasn't until night that Shen Li woke up from her slumber, and when she paid attention to her surroundings, a figure was busy, and when she saw it clearly, Shen Li was a little dazed.

"Mother Zhao?" Since he had just woken up, his throat was dry, and his voice was a little quieter.

But Zhao's mother, who was facing away from her, still heard her weak voice, and when she turned around, Shen Li got up, and Zhao's mother hurriedly came over to help her sit up.

"How could you ......" Shen Li was still puzzled, and halfway through his words, he drowned in his throat.