An Yang didn't stop, he still walked over with Bai Nuan in his arms, his face didn't change at all, and when he walked to him, he lifted his eyes to look at Song Zhengyang, his eyes were as silent as stagnant water, and there was no light.

"Do you hear that? The police came. ”

yes, the police are coming.

His warmth has already taken care of everything from the beginning when he came in.

Only he always hid Nuan Nuan and didn't let her know anything, but now it has become this situation.

He is guilty, and his sins are unforgivable.

……

The police came that day and took both of them away.

Anyang hugged Bai Nuan in the ambulance, when she entered the emergency room, he stayed outside, without the slightest sign of collapse, and calmly informed Bai Nuan's father and mother.

There is also a class teacher......

The head teacher rushed over overnight and saw An Yang standing outside the emergency room covered in blood, and almost fell down with his eyes black.

"What about the doctor? Why don't I get it for you? You hurry to the doctor. "The head teacher came over to arrange people.

An Yang didn't move, and kept standing against the door, hanging his head and saying nothing.

"Anyang? You go deal with it......" The head teacher reached out and pulled An Yang's arm, wanting to pull the person away, but he grabbed the head teacher's arm with his backhand, didn't raise his head, and his voice was a little hoarse: "No." ”

The blood on his hands had dried, but the wounds on his arms had not yet scabbed, and as long as he moved hard, the blood would flow out.

He turned a blind eye.

The head teacher was a little confused by his appearance, and stood there at a loss.

Is it toxic to visit the B University......

Obviously, these two people were still in the emergency room during the day, and now one is in the emergency room, and the other is covered in blood.

The head teacher panicked for himself.

The white father and the white mother rushed over overnight.

Arrived at the hospital at four o'clock in the morning.

Bai Nuan's surgery was completed, because of the timely rescue, coupled with her own prevention, she did not hurt the root, so she just lost too much blood and needed to recuperate for a month, and she has not woken up yet.

Only An Yang and her were left in the room.

An Yang didn't sit on the bed, he was dirty, so he stood half a meter away from the bed, looking at her quietly.

She is still so good-looking, her eyebrows are picturesque, and when she closes her eyes, she has softened a lot, and her cherry-red lips are a little white now.

The drip sound was very small, but he could hear it clearly, and the ECG machine next to him showed that everything was normal.

He didn't dare to call her, for fear that no one would answer.

The lights on Bai Nuan's side were turned off, leaving only the lamp opposite her bed to prevent the lights from dazzling.

"Nuan Nuan ......" he looked at it, moved his lips, and shouted, with mixed emotions, his throat was as if it had been cut by a knife, and he was very dumb.

The boy did not dare to step over, and where he stood, it was darkness, and she was in front of the light.

If he doesn't get rid of the darkness like maggots attached to the bones, he is not qualified to stand by Nuan's side for a day.

"Do you regret it?" The boy raised the corners of his lips, and his chapped lips oozed blood, and his mouth was covered with the smell of blood, which irritated his eyes as if he had tasted her blood.

Nuan Nuan, do you regret it?

Regret liking me.

Like me as a dirty, rancid person.

I regret it.

Regret is full of filth and has defiled your life.

The boy stood silently, tears slowly sliding down from his bloodshot eyes, down his face, mixed with blood and ashes, hitting his feet, wetting a small place.