Yiyi, I'm scared

It's too heavy for this color.

Tang Yimian sat on his knees, stretched out his trembling hand, and touched Song Yiyi's face, the sticky and warm blood flowing out of his face.

It was wrapped around her fingertips, little by little, and she only felt her breath being sucked away, and everything around her was still.

The sound of the police car honking downstairs, the sound of Song's father scolding, and the sound of Tang's father trying to persuade him......

She couldn't hear all kinds of noisy sounds.

All her senses were only perceiving the little girl lying on the ground, and she didn't even know if she was still alive.

Tang Yimian had a lip, bloodless, and she stretched her finger under Song Yiyi's nose.

Little by little, her heart felt like she felt like she had suddenly stopped after running a long way at top speed, and she felt pain.

It hurt so much that she wanted to die.

"Yiyi ......" Tang Yimian's voice was completely hoarse, too light.

But the man lying on the ground seemed to hear it, and his eyelashes, stained with blood, moved.

That subtle movement woke Tang Yimian up, she got up, pushed away Tang's father who was trying to support her, and rushed outside: "Is the doctor there?" Take her to the hospital, hurry! She's still breathing! She's alive! Hurry up! ”

The girl who used to be dignified and gentle, now spoke to the police like a madman, as if she had lost her mind.

Tang's father restrained the person from behind her and apologized to the police: "I'm sorry. ”

"Please take this girl to the hospital, please."

Compared with Tang Yimian's hysteria, Tang's father seemed much calmer.

Tang Yimian was pulled aside, and the group of people entered the door.

Remove the cabinet that was holding down half of Song Yiyi's body.

Tang Yimian saw the mobile phone not far from her finger, and the screen had been shattered.

Almost a little bit, she was able to pinch her phone......

Tang Yimian was already dumb, and he couldn't make a sound at all, he only cried over there, guarding Song Yiyi every step of the way.

Father Tang wanted to say two words, but she was like an enraged female beast, erecting a sharp thorn and facing him.

Father Tang didn't speak anymore and let her go.

No matter what the outcome is, this matter should be qualitative.

Song Yiyi was sent to the hospital, and Ake also came.

He received the message.

Stand outside the door without saying a word.

Tang Yimian too.

The two men stood on their own side.

Worry about the guy in the operating room.

"Sleep...... Yiyi's boyfriend is here, so don't mix it up and go home with Dad. Father Tang stood aside, looked at Tang Yimian's body covered in blood, and persuaded her to go back.

Tang Yimian couldn't speak, her eyes were red, the corners of her eyes were damp, she only stared at Father Tang with resentment.

If it had been earlier...... If only a little earlier......

Yiyi won't be what it is now......

How cold the concrete floor is, how heavy the cabinet is.

How frightened should Yiyi be when she faced her father alone......

Yiyi is most afraid of pain, and she is also most afraid of blood, and when she sees a little blood, she will cry.

But what was she doing at that time?

She's still negotiating......

She couldn't do anything, she shouldn't have agreed in the first place, if she had insisted on it at the beginning, wouldn't things have come to this point?

Tang Yimian closed his eyes and turned to lean against the cold wall.

Tears fell, wetting the placket.

Yiyi...... Scared, right?

But ah, I can't accompany you, I can't do anything.