"Mumu, it's class." He called Han Muyou softly.

She stayed up late last night to watch Korean dramas, and she was still laughing in the middle of the night, and then Song Yiyu forcibly dragged her to the bed. Now the two are also legitimate boyfriend and girlfriend, but Han Muyou has not accepted the shameful thing. Although Song Yiyu is not allowed to move his hands and feet before going to bed every time, it is only on the surface. She doesn't remember what it was like to sleep in Song Yiyu that time, and every time she thinks about it, she feels a pity, she can't reminisce about it, and she made a mistake!

In June, it was the final exam period. At this time, the library is full. And June in City C is as hot as a fire hitting the world. At this point, she had to brag about having a boyfriend who was a professor. Her boyfriend's small apartment is not too comfortable, air-conditioned fruits, and with lecturers and supervisors, the study efficiency is very high. If it was daytime, Song Yiyu was still very generous, and Han Muyou could bring her friends over.

Hu Yun is naturally the best in this treatment. But when she saw a few greasy scenes between the two, she was so supported by dog food that she didn't want to do anything, she just wanted to sit and wait for the dog food to be fed. What to review, what to enter, what the hell is on the side, she just wants to see the realistic version of the domineering president fall in love with me, and the rest is floating clouds. There is no actor in this world who can play the bloody drama of "the domineering president falls in love with me" as real and unattainable as Han Muyou and Song Yiyu.

So much so that later, Hu Yun said that he would not go, and then she had to hang all the courses, the cliff was unprecedented and unprecedented, the first person in history, full of hanging!

Han Muyou was a little shy, were she and Song Yiyu so exaggerated?

After the final exams, the class had dinner and decided to relax. It's summer vacation soon, and I haven't seen you for two months, and I still miss it very much. That night, they played at KTV until the door closed. KTVs around the school can't go past twelve o'clock. So when they came out, it was past curfew time. Han Muyou is not afraid, anyway, she can go to Song Yiyu's house to live, and she can also take Hu Yun with her. But Hu Yun didn't want to go, the kilowatt light bulb, she was afraid that he would not be blind, and she blew herself up!

Song Yiyu came to pick her up, he drove the car and asked her to wait on the side of the road. In the middle of the night at the end of June, the breeze was still scorching. She drank a little drunk, and squatted on the corner of the street in a daze, waiting for Song Yiyu to come.

She didn't notice that under the dark shade of the trees, there was a man waiting for an opportunity, and the knife in his hand emitted a cold light in the night. He quietly approached Han Muyou, got behind her, raised his knife and prepared to plunge it.

"Mu Mu!" Song Yiyu screamed in horror. The person had already rushed to Han Muyou's side and held her in his arms. The knife of the man behind him was inserted into Song Yiyu's body like this.

That kind of cracked silk sound, like a blast, came to Han Muyou's mind, and suddenly exploded the chaos in her mind, and she became extremely sober in an instant. The man in black saw that he had killed the wrong person, threw down his knife and ran away. Leaving Han Muyou alone and holding Song Yiyu helplessly.

Her hands were covered in blood, and even at night, the red of blood could be seen staining her hands and snow-white dress in the dim light. The sticky, thick, hot blood was now like poison that paralyzed her nerves. She had forgotten how to react except for the pain that almost suffocated and the silent hot tears.

Song Yiyu grabbed her hand and found that it was terrifyingly cold, as if she had been rolling in ice slag for a long time, minus ten degrees.

"Mumu, call the police." Song Yiyu tried his best to spit out a few words.

Han Muyou came back to her senses, and her blood-stained hand wiped a handful on her face, and the rich smell of blood filled her nose and mouth, making her almost faint.

"Call the police, yes, call the police......" Her pale lips trembled and spit out a few unwritten words, and her hands trembled as she took out her mobile phone, then she remembered that she shouldn't call the police, she should call an ambulance. How could she be so stupid, how could she be so useless, how could she be overwhelmed. "Hospital, hospital......" she cried, tears raining down.

She just didn't use it, she couldn't even call the emergency number.

Hu Yun and a group of classmates walked out after checking out and seemed to see Han Muyou. She rushed over.

"Muyu ....." When Hu Yun saw such a scene, he was also a little flustered.

"Save him, save him, I beg you, save him..... I don't want him to die, I don't want him to have something, I don't want ......, I don't want it" At that time, Han Muyou may not know who it is, but instinctively ask for help when he sees someone.

The classmates called the police, and the ambulance called the ambulance, but fortunately it was very close to the hospital, and there were many of them, and within a moment, Song Yiyu, who was seriously injured and unconscious, was sent to the emergency room.

Han Muyou followed the ambulance to the hospital, and the whole process was the same, silently holding tears. Her face was covered in blood, and her body was even more miserable, full of dark red blood stains that were about to dry up. For such an embarrassed self, she didn't hear it, staring intently at the rescue room, without blinking her eyes.

Seeing this, Hu Yun didn't dare to leave, so he called Han's mother and asked the classmates to go back to rest. At this time, it was useless to have too many people, so they each went back to school, leaving Hu Yun to wait for Han's mother.

When Han's mother heard this, she was so frightened that she fell asleep and took a taxi to the hospital. As soon as they met, Han Muyou looked embarrassed, and he was so distressed that he became a mess.

"Baby, it's Mommy. You don't want to stop talking, okay. ”

"Mom, he's going to be fine, is he? He won't leave me, he can't bear me. It must be like this, it must be fine, it must not be. Her gaze was unfocused, staring at the floor and repeating the phrase over and over again, like an autistic child hiding in her own world, unheard of by others.

"Mu Mu ....." Han's mother was distressed. His daughter is the meat of his heart. "Yes, he'll be fine. We don't want to have anything to do with it. Mu Mu, can you go to the wardrobe to change your clothes? ”

"It's not good, you lied to me, you are all liars. I won't go, I promised him that he would be with him for the rest of his life, I can't go, I can't, I can't ....." She shook her head, her eyes full of rejection.

Hu Yun also felt distressed, if Song Yiyu really had three strengths and two weaknesses, Han Muyou would really go crazy. Her current appearance is no different from those who are stimulated psychopaths.

Later, Han Muyou suddenly began to shake his legs, his heels hit the ground, and again and again, crisp and loud in this empty corridor. It wasn't until a long time later that she suddenly started crying.

"I've counted 10,000 times, and he's not awake. Song Yiyu, you lied to me, how could you lie to me. Han Muyou cried heartbreakingly.

After another half hour, the door to the operating room finally opened.

Han Muyou rushed up and grabbed the doctor's hand and asked, "He's going to be fine, right, he's not going to leave me, he's going to be fine, right, you talk, you talk to me!" She screamed uncontrollably.