It was almost midnight when I came out of the hotel, but luckily I didn't miss the last train on the subway. Chen Ying and Liang Jing joined hands and ran wildly on the polished pedestrian street, like beasts chasing their prey. When they ran to the subway station, both of them were out of breath, holding on to the same hug thick pillar and gasping, ignoring the surprised eyes of the passengers next to them. Chen Ying remembered that Qin Hong had scolded her for arranging her life too much, like an alarm clock with enough clockwork, and she couldn't delay it for a while. He used to blame her for not caring for her body, and she always smiled at it, and now at last her mouth was full of blood, and the cough made her almost breathless.

"Are you alright?" Liang Jing asked worriedly, patting her gently on the back. She still couldn't stop coughing, and air molecules scrambled out of her lungs, making her unable to say a word, and could only answer by nodding or shaking her head. The expression on Liang Jing's face also became more and more frightened.

"I ......" Chen Ying could finally take a breath and weakly hold Liang Jing's shoulder and say, "It's okay." How much longer...... Coming in the car? ”

"Two minutes." Liang Jing looked up at the sign hanging under the roof. She supported Chen Ying almost with her entire shoulders before the two of them could barely stand up. She took out a hot water bottle from her bag with her free hand and brought it to Chen Ying's mouth for her to take a big sip. She watched the saliva run down her neck before she put the bottle back in its place. Thankfully, Chen Ying blinked slowly and slowly let go of the hand that Liang Jing was holding.

"Can you? Otherwise, I'll give Qin Hong a call - ask him to come and pick you up. Liang Jing said and picked up her phone.

"Don't ......," Chen Ying sighed lightly, "It's too late, let him rest." ”

She was about to say something, but a strong wind from the incoming train made her cough again. Still, she snatched Liang Jing's phone and stopped her from pressing the familiar string of numbers. Liang Jing helplessly counted a few words and helped her into the carriage. Fortunately, there were not many passengers on the last train, and many seats were empty. It was easy for them to find two seats side by side, leaning against each other. After the first few stops, Chen Ying still closed her eyes and concentrated on fighting with the air in her trachea. After the previous air was kicked out, she opened her eyes and looked out the window, where the vehicle was moving between stations, and it was pitch black all around.

"To ...... Where's it? Chen Ying asked weakly.

"There are twelve more stops, don't worry." Liang Jing comforted her. After a while, Chen Ying sat up straight against the back of the chair and inhaled deeply.

"Are you hungry?" Chen Ying whispered.

"I'm fine."

"When I go back at this time, all the canteens are closed. I still have some cookies in my dorm, so you can get some later. ”

"I'm really not hungry."

"Really?"

The vehicle entered the station, and the people around it left in a roar like birds out of the cage. After a few more stops, only the two of them were left in the entire carriage. The two short needles on Liang Jing's hand gradually approached and were about to close together. Her neat hair was now draped down and draped over her shoulders.

"What time do you think it is in England?" Liang Jing asked suddenly.

"The prime meridian passes under the Greenwich Observatory in London, and Beijing is in the East Eighth Zone – so it should be almost four o'clock in the morning." Chen Ying said.

"It's scary for you to be normal." Liang Jing commented with a wry smile, "If I were Qin Hong, I would be a little worried." She saw Chen Ying lowering her eyes, and hurriedly said, "There is nothing wrong with being rational, you can suffer less damage." ”

"Are you still thinking about Ye Feng?" Chen Ying asked.