Now she is only wearing a thin shirt, and the late autumn weather itself is a little cold, not to mention that now they are just at the same outlet, and the cold wind pouring in from the mouth of the alley is so cold that people's bones are trembling, Su Jiarui raised his forehead and sighed, sighing at Chris's strong psychological quality.

If she could have half of Chris's optimism and casualness, I'm afraid she wouldn't have lived so inferiorly and wronged all the time.

Chaotic thoughts came to his mind, and Su Jiarui forced himself to quickly sort out his mood and shook his head.

"You're all injured like this, and you're still in the mood to joke with me, it seems that you shouldn't be able to die for a while."

Su Jiarui said, but his subordinates didn't stop at all.

She half-removed one sleeve, at this time she was only wearing a thin small vest under her shirt, and when the cold wind blew, she couldn't help but shiver three times with the cold on her back, this feeling was really uncomfortable.

It's just that Chris's state really can't afford her to delay any longer.

Su Jiarui grabbed the opening of the shirt, closed her eyes, and worked hard with her hands, but in the next second, time seemed to stand still at this moment, until the cold wind blew her smart, and she looked at the shirt in her hand with an unbelievable expression on her face.

She tried her best, but the shirt in her hand didn't move, but her hand was red from the vigorous tearing.

What kind of shirt is this and how is the quality so good!!

Su Jiarui really didn't know what kind of mentality to use to face the facts in front of him for a while, it seems that the movie is all deceitful, the clothes in the protagonist's hand in the movie are obviously like paper, and a large strip can be torn off by pulling it casually, but in her hands it is like armor tempered with steel, and the quality is so good that Su Jiarui at this time feels both embarrassed and collapsed.

Even if she tried several times after that, her shirt was only a little wrinkled, and her hands were already a little sore after all this tossing.

If it continues to toss like this, it is obviously useless, and Su Jiarui was about to give up, when Chris's voice rang out.

"Sue, promise me, it's okay to watch less brainless movies and TV series?"

Su Jiarui's operation made Chris on the side a little unbearable, obviously he is even having some difficulty breathing now, but he still can't help but complain about her naïve thoughts.

He spoke like a gossamer at this time, as if he could completely swallow his voice as long as the wind was stronger, but even so, he still remembered to complain about her, such a persistent spirit and the tenacious shirt in his hand were added together, Su Jiarui felt speechless and vomited blood.

Su Jiarui frowned slightly, knowing that it would not be a matter to delay like this any longer, so she could only take off her excellent quality shirt with an irritated face, roll it up and tie it to the place where Chris was injured, in the process of tying, she deliberately increased her strength, and successfully heard the other party's muffled snort in pain, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of revenge in her heart.

Regardless of how it was tied, it looked like the bleeding had barely stopped.

Finally dealt with the wounded, she shook off the trench coat on the ground, and was about to put it back on her body, but when she saw Chris, whose lips were a little pale, she gritted her teeth, and finally put the trench coat on the other party's body.

After all, compared to his spiritual self now, Chris is obviously the object that needs to be protected.

After making all the preparations, Su Jiarui shook his hands and stepped forward to help him up.

"Chris, be sober, can you still take a few steps?"

Su Jiarui felt a burst of coldness, and his heart was shocked, it seems that the time delayed before was indeed a little too much, and now Chris is frighteningly cold because of excessive blood loss, as if he is touching a piece of ice, such a touch is placed in the late autumn time, for Su Jiarui, it is another physical and mental torture.

"Sue, what did you say?"

It's rare that Chris didn't make fun of her, but listening to his muddled words, Su Jiarui knew that it was possible that he was already in a state of delirium by now.

"I said you're a troublemaker."

Su Jiarui tried to overcome the tension and uneasiness in her heart, and the other party pressed the weight of her whole person on her.

I have to say that there is a huge difference in physical strength between men and women, Chris doesn't look very strong, and it can even be said that she is relatively thin, but the weight on her body can also make her feel so heavy that she vomits blood.

"Hehe, Su, why are you so easy to bully."

Su Jiarui knew that she couldn't put it off any longer, if Chris was delirious or even shocked by then, she was really helpless alone.

"I advise you to think about your words, now it's up to you to ask me for help, if I'm not happy, it's possible to throw you on the street and feed the rats."

Su Jiarui helped him while struggling to move in the direction of Chris's house, and she had to maintain the dialogue with Chris as much as possible at this time.

On the one hand, it is to allow Chris to maintain a relatively sober state to a certain extent, and on the other hand, it is also to allow himself to take advantage of this to distract himself, after all, this person on his body is too heavy!

Fortunately, the group did not turn back, so although the journey was extremely difficult, fortunately there was no danger.

It's just that at this moment, Su Jiarui, who was only wearing a thin vest and carrying a tall man on his shoulder, felt that the bones all over his body were like rusty steel, and he was a little stiff.

"Sue, what a ...... you are It's so skinny, and it should be good on a regular basis...... Exercise well, after all, men like plump women. ”

Chris is unforgiving, and he doesn't forget to be sarcastic at this time.

Su Jiarui sighed slightly, she was still thinking about how to fight back, when Chris, who had almost lost his ability to move, moved his hand slightly, and pulled the coat that was originally draped on him to Su Jiarui's bare shoulder.

A trench coat that was originally not big was torn and almost deformed, but fortunately, it was somewhat resistant to the biting cold wind.

Su Jiarui could feel that the hand attached to his shoulder was not much warmer than the cold wind, but he didn't know why, but he still faintly sensed a trace of warmth.

Simply because of the windbreaker, passers-by did not see the mottled blood stains on Chris's body, but only thought that his girlfriend helped his drunk boyfriend home, so he didn't cause any panic all the way down.

The journey was difficult, Su Jiarui finally saw the familiar apartment, and his heart was happy.

"Chris, sober up, I'll be home soon."

Su Jiarui gritted his teeth, now it was not so much that she was trying to carry the seriously injured Chris, but that she was dragging the person on her body forward with her strong will.

It wasn't until Su Jiarui took out the key with difficulty to open the door and helped the person on his body all the way to the big bed in the bedroom that he collapsed directly on the floor next to the bed as if he had completely unloaded his strength.

Chris's taste is as good as his own, and the touch of the Persian carpet is quite gentle, otherwise it will be difficult for Su Jiarui to get up for a while.

As if his shoulder had been beaten by steel, Su Jiarui gasped, and even took himself with a sense of happiness for the rest of his life.

Fortunately, although the journey was arduous, they finally arrived home safely.

Su Jiarui adjusted his state a little, and then remembered that after so long, Chris, who had always been unforgiving, didn't say a word, and didn't even complain about her embarrassed appearance, and he was shocked.

She stood up abruptly on the edge of the bed, and her still somewhat drowsy brain was unexpectedly awake a lot when she saw the person on the bed.

Su Jiarui never imagined that one person could shed so much blood.

Wrapped in blood, Chris looked like a prince under a spell, his eyes slightly closed, his face solemn, if it weren't for the fact that he didn't have blood-colored lips at this time, he looked as if he was simply asleep.

"Hey, Chris, wake up, we're home."

Su Jiarui said as he gently patted Chris's cheek, and his heart also lifted.

They have survived so hard all the way, how can they relax at the last moment?

As if feeling Su Jiarui's eager call, and as if dissatisfied with Su Jiarui's not very gentle patting, Chris Yingting's brows furrowed slightly, but the pair of sapphire-like eyes did not open.

Su Jiarui was shocked, and instead grabbed his hand tightly on his chest, which was already wet with blood, and shook it with all his strength.

"Hurry up and come to your senses! Now is not the time for jokes! ”

Although she said it so decisively, even she could feel her hands trembling, but she didn't know if it was because of the exhaustion of her strength, or because of simple fear.

Or maybe both.

She couldn't accept that Chris, who had appeared in front of her before, was alive and well, and even started her new life, died in front of her for no reason.

And what made her despair the most was that she couldn't do anything about it, but she didn't help at all.

Why should all those who have helped themselves suffer such unwarranted misfortune? Is it really because of her problem?

Chris's pale face in front of her coincided with Shen Yi in the previous ward, and in the end, she also saw her mother's pale face.

There was an indescribable sadness in her heart, if Chris could have ignored himself when he was sunk into the sea, would he not have suffered such a thing now?

Thinking of this, Su Jiarui didn't feel a sour nose, there was never a moment that would make her feel so useless.