Syllable.

There was a jerk on the shoulder.

"The formalities are probably done, and the rest will almost have to wait until his family comes......"

Looking at the girl in front of him who turned her head and had red and swollen eyes, Lu Xiu met the empty eyes with a blank face, filled with a pool of stagnant water, burying all her emotions.

and the previous judgment of two people.

"Hmm."

Cheng Luoluo lowered his head and answered softly.

"Thank you."

"Which ward is Lemon in, I'll go see her when I'm done here."

Lu Xiubai paused, and handed her the pile of ** bills in his hand, his eyes were deep, and he couldn't see his expression.

"714, 7th Floor, Inpatient Department."

"Don't put too much pressure on yourself, Lemon will worry too."

She nodded slightly, took it and clenched it tightly in her hand.

"Uh-huh."

The hospital is always a cold and gentle place.

There are always people who are alive or dead, mottled with tears and blood.

Cheng Luoluo will never forget, in the winter when she was thirteen years old.

The same blood streaked across her vision, staining her red.

From the moment she woke up from her cold hospital bed, her world collapsed in an instant.

A relative with a sad look on her face was discussing something with the doctor at the door, countless mouths opening and closing in front of her eyes, but the voice seemed to have lost its true essence.

Everything is blurred.

"I'm sorry."

"Condolences."

There's something out of her life,

The irresistible is gone.

"Daddy...... Mom. ”

“……”

"Don't."

After lingering in front of the door of the ward of the inpatient department for a long time, Cheng Luoluo curled up on the seat against the wall, pinching the corners of his clothes restlessly, and holding a beautifully decorated fruit basket in his arms.

Looking down at the watch, the time limit for anesthesia had long since passed.

There was a faint sound of people talking in the ward, far and near, and it was hard to hear.

His parents will surely blame themselves.

Cheng Luoluo suddenly felt a little soft on his feet, stood up tremblingly against the wall, rubbed his red and swollen eyes, and hooked the corners of his mouth self-deprecatingly.

It's a mess now.

It's ridiculous to say, from beginning to end, she is still just the cowardly and incompetent self she was at the beginning.

Nothing has changed.

Alone to survive such a catastrophe.

The shrill sound of brakes, mingled with the roar of the slamming impact, their bright red blood stained her entire face, dripping down.

Like hell.

At the end of her life, she still wanted to protect her.

"Okay, live."

She couldn't move, she couldn't do anything, and even crying and struggling had lost its meaning.

It's like a dream that doesn't want to wake up.

After a pause, she put down the decadence in her eyes, and walked to the door of the ward with the fruit basket in her arms a little cramped.

The light coming in through the window was too warm and bright, and there was laughter inside.

Gu Jinyu sat on the back of the propped up bed, talking and laughing with the two middle-aged couples beside him, the warm light hit his clean and soft side face, and there was a warm smile on the corner of his mouth.

"My stinky boy has a future, and he knows how to protect other girls."

"It's good, but next time you still have to pay attention to safety, my mother will be distressed."

Gu's mother gently grabbed his wrist and helped him tuck the quilt, looking at him still heartless, and sighed helplessly.

"Got it, Mom, next time I'm going to learn some self-defense techniques, and I'm sure I'll beat them to the ground."

The atmosphere was peaceful and peaceful, which made Cheng Luoluo a little unbearable to disturb him.