"What's wrong with her?" Hu Yun asked cautiously.

"She was in a car accident and has been in a coma for a year. Her boyfriend is no different from being crazy now. I used to dare to talk to him, but now I can't see him. Even his best brother didn't dare to say anything. Hu Yun, I'm a little scared. None of my friends around me ended well. The other friend was even more bloody, and the couple became brother and sister. In this way, there is nothing wrong with my little injury, there is no life and death, there is no love, it is just that I met the wrong person. But I'm worried that if we were with him, we wouldn't have a good death. Hu Yun, he is the only pride and ego I have left, if he is not there, what will I do. He has a great future, warm as the sun, tough as a towering ancient tree, and I don't want to ruin him. Han Muyou babbled, the voice was soft and weak, which showed how struggling and helpless the owner of the voice was.

Hu Yun shook his head, he was really a bystander of the authorities. "Mu You, if you don't stay with him, you're ruining him."

"Why...... So? Han Muyou was a little confused.

"Mu You, he gave up the opportunity to take up the opportunity of A's inauguration for you, guarded himself like a jade for 28 years, and waited for you silently for 5 years, if you don't agree, what will happen to him? Muyu, you never know the end without experience. It's like...... Like that friend of yours, you can be sure that she won't wake up? Even if she can't wake up, will her boyfriend empathize with her? It's the same with you, Muyu, even if you're not with the professor, do you think he will let you go. No, never. There is such a group of people in this world who stubbornly cling to even what does not belong to them. If you let them give up, it is like cutting out their hearts, even if they hold it in their hands, they are willing. "Hu Yun's analysis is very impressive, but it is rare to be transparent.

Han Muyou was entangled. She knew that what Hu Yun said might be right or true, but she just couldn't let it go. Example after example tells her that they have no future.

Have you given up a thing is like tearing out your heart, and holding it in your hand is like Ling Chi. Do you say it's better to be late or heart-wrenching? Of course, there are thousands of people who have thousands of answers. At the end of the day, it's all willing.

In the afternoon, Song Yiyu did what he said and really accompanied Han Muyou to self-study all afternoon. Han Muyou is indeed struggling to study, although he is working hard now, he can't achieve results in a short period of time.

Therefore, when she knew that she still had to study advanced mathematics in economics, she was ready to fail. But then a lot of things happened, and she began to sink into the study of this Rausch's advanced mathematics.

I heard that there are many people hanging on this tree every year, especially those students who have been admitted to the liberal arts examination.

Song Yiyu looked at Han Muyou's crumpled little face and shook his head helplessly without a trace. The subject of advanced mathematics has stumped many people, even if Han Muyou is trying hard to catch up now, it is no less difficult than the college entrance examination.

It's the well-known old man Yan from the School of Mathematics and Physics who taught them, don't talk about cheating during the exam, give you a book, you don't know where to turn the answer.

Han Muyou scratched his head in annoyance, and as soon as he looked up, he saw Song Yiyu's slightly playful gaze. She raised her fist and made a look of wanting to punch someone, which was very cute. Such a fresh and energetic Han Muyou is like a resurrected king with full blood.

He couldn't imagine the decadent, immature girl he had been three months ago.

At that time, even if he swore to let her rely on her, Han Muyou didn't believe it, not only that, she always locked herself in the bedroom, didn't go anywhere, didn't want to know anyone, imprisoned herself in her own thoughts, didn't speak, didn't cry, didn't laugh, didn't feel sad or happy, her expression was indifferent and alienated.

Didn't mind anything, didn't want anything, and didn't forget anything.

He scooped her out of bed with forceful means, forced her out of the dormitory, forced her to study, forced her to soak up the afternoon sun, and watched the sunset before nightfall.

At that time, the sophomore year had just started, and the weather was very hot, even in September, there was no autumn atmosphere, but it was unbearable heat. And now it's the end of winter. And he thought that it was spring at that time.

Han Muyou herself didn't dare to imagine that she would become what she is today. Three months ago, she had despaired, struggled, and given up. She gave up herself, but the man next to her did not give up. He would always hug her when she needed it most and say softly, "Mumu, don't be afraid." ”

Those days were so dark that it was like a hell without light, how could she not be afraid. I'm afraid that I'm afraid, I'm afraid that the abyss of heaven and hell will open the door to her. She thought about selling herself in exchange for a reward, but he was like a god who saved her from fire and water.

She remembers that the dimly lit bar was the second time she had visited. At that time, she was really desperate and penniless. Her grandmother didn't have a single pill left for Parkinson's medicine, and she needed money. She had thought about this decision for a long time, but she really couldn't think of a way to get money quickly.

In addition, Song Zhi liked those bewitching goods so much at that time, so she was ready to fall. Even the people and the way have been figured out, and they are close to the door. However, Song Yiyu fished her out of the darkness and filth.

It was the first time he had hit her, and maybe it would be the only time in his life. She refused to leave, quarreled with her, and said that he didn't have to worry about it, and it had nothing to do with him. Therefore, Song Yiyu slapped her and slapped her to make her sober. And he himself slapped himself twice, and then held her in his arms, his voice hoarse, full of guilt and distress.

"Mumu, I'm sorry, I'm sorry...... It's me who is bad, it's me who is wrong, it's me who didn't protect you. Don't give up, Mumu. I beg you, don't give up. ”

Han Muyou was left crying, crying heartbreakingly. She knew she was wrong, and she didn't want to give up, but she didn't have the courage to persevere. She has no pillars and no reason. What does it matter if you live for the sake of living, how you live? If not, then who should you live for?

After that day, Song Yiyu watched her more closely, and she was not allowed to go to those smoky places at all. Whether she listens or not, if she really doesn't listen, he will tie her up and lock her up, and do everything anyway.

After a few days, she slowly eased up, and at that time, Song Yiyu had already arranged everything. Her mother's job, her grandmother's medicine, their residence.

It was only then that she understood that what Song Yiyu said was true, and he would not be able to speak well, but the things that flowed for a long time did not fall at all. He invaded her safe distance so forcefully and gently.

He used his actions to make her slowly forget and slowly adapt to the poor and satisfying life she has now.

White tea Qinghuan has nothing else to do, I'm waiting for the wind and waiting for you.