Chapter Seventy-Six: Reminiscing About the Past
Si Fang could feel Qin Xiaoran's hand gradually losing strength, but she couldn't do anything except hold her with all her might.
Until her strength gradually became overdrawn, and the tips of her clenched fingers turned white.
"Qin Xiaoran!" An exclamation seemed to come from behind, accompanied by the screeching sound of sudden braking.
It seems that the light of day is flashing, and the long-term drought is full of rain, and most of them are destined.
At the moment when Si Xiao couldn't hold it anymore, a pair of big hands tightly grabbed Qin Xiaoran's hands that were about to fall, and the green tendons on the back of his white hands burst out.
Si Fang fell to the ground, looked up with palpitations, and saw that it was Lin Shu, so he closed his eyes with peace of mind and fell asleep.
Qin Xiaoran, who was wrapped in the fire, could feel a pair of hands pulling him out of the cage at the moment before he was completely unconscious, and the warm palms were even warmer than the scorching flames.
Lin Shu had a lot of strength, but he pulled her out of it and hugged her into his arms, staring at the scarred little face and tattered clothes on his body, and his eyes were distressed that he could no longer hide.
He had never seen her so embarrassed, even when he caught the secret, she was as proud as a peacock.
"It's me late." He held her hand a little tighter, as if he was going to use all his strength, "It's my fault." ”
If they weren't too conceited, how could they fall into the enemy's trap and cause her to suffer from misfortune.
Hospitals –
When Gu Wei arrived at the hospital, Lin Shu was already standing in front of Qin Xiaoran's bed, just glanced at him roughly, and pointed to the opposite bed.
It was only through a layer of snow-white curtains, but his steps stopped.
Until her right hand grabbed the corner of the curtain, she gently lifted it, and the girl on the hospital bed was on a drip, and the blue hospital gown made her face even pale, like a lifeless porcelain doll.
It was he who stubbornly wanted to drag her into this unjustified disaster.
It's all him.
The curtain was suddenly pulled back into place, and Gu Wei didn't even have the courage to look at her again.
"Lin Shu, you have to give me an explanation for this matter."
"Don't worry." Lin Shu still looked at Qin Xiaoran on the hospital bed, smoothed the broken hair on her forehead, and moved gently.
"Even if it's not for you, I'm going to find out who's behind all this."
The two men in the ward were silently confronting each other, but Qin Xiaoran on the hospital bed fell into a dream.
———— (the following is Qin Xiaoran's first person)
It's still the street that was stained red with blood, I was protected by my mother, and the blood stains on my clothes had long been indistinguishable from whose it was, and not far away was my father who was thrown out, and the rain was mixed with blood, staining my vision.
It's a nightmare.
My parents were pronounced dead on the spot, and I was taken to the hospital with serious injuries and multiple fractures all over my body, hurting my heart.
I went from being a proud little princess to being the family's mourning star.
I even carried the doctor's sentence of "not living to be thirty-five years old".
My eyes were full of blood, I struggled and cried, and suddenly, a crack in the sky cracked, and a light that shone into my dark world became faith.
Even though I stayed in the hospital for two whole years, the day I was discharged, I still had to wear a wheelchair and a hat and mask.
It is not so much that the world is afraid of my ugly face, but that I am more afraid of the world's probing eyes.
It took me two years to become a junior high school student when I returned to school.
At that time, Jiang Yihuai also loved to laugh so much.
He came running from the end of the corridor that day, and the light on his body seemed to be enough to burn my heart's desire for life, and he fulfilled all my longings for beauty.
He grabbed the armrest of my wheelchair and smiled cleanly: "Classmate, the class leader has something to do, ask me to take you in." ”
"Okay."
I subconsciously lowered my head, not wanting to let my darkness and ugliness be seen in front of him.
"It's okay, don't be afraid." He patted me on the shoulder and stuffed a candy into my palm, "Our class is all right, I'll show you to get to know me." ”
The sugar in the palms of my hands, the fading temperature of my shoulders, and the boy who was the first to give me kindness were my light.