Chang fell to the side, but a bullet then went into the grass, as if it were the place I had just rolled to.

I was so frightened that I hurriedly grabbed Ah Chang's arm, intending to help him run away, but he suddenly rolled over and pressed me, rolled around the grass a few times, and after a series of sounds, the piece of turf where we had stayed turned up.

We didn't dare to stop for a moment, and continued to roll and crawl to the side. But the shooting range was empty, there was no obstacle except the target, and the bullets followed us like ghosts, and when they were about to run out of bounds, when they ran near the villa, they suddenly shot in front of us, forcing us back.

I suddenly understood his intentions, maybe he didn't want to kill me, he just wanted to torture me like this, to make me afraid, to make me afraid.

Obviously, what we are doing now is more cruel than asking for my life.

This kind of hiding really makes us despair, bullets are everywhere, and every movement, squeezing and pulling our wounds. And we don't dare to stop, because no one knows where the bullets stuck to us will hit if we stop, and the only thing we can hope for is that Father Fan will come back soon, and only he can stop this madman.

But we couldn't hold on long with blood, and soon, I felt sore, and even if Ah Chang tried to pull me desperately, I didn't have the strength to get up again.

And at the same time as he pulled me, the turf in front of us was lifted by bullets, and the dirt splashed into my eyes, although the pain was not serious, but suddenly I lost all hope, covering my eyes and pushing Ah Chang: "You run...... His target is not you. ”

Ah Chang didn't say anything, grabbed my arm, and tried to pull me.

I couldn't get up, and the pain and tiredness had turned me into a wretch.

After pulling like this for a long time, Ah Chang suddenly whispered: "The gunfire has stopped!" ”

I tried to open my eyes, but they hurt so much that there was only a hazy night in front of me.

The sound of the wind was in my ears, accompanied by the sound of rustling footsteps. I couldn't help but get nervous, clenched Ah Chang's arm, and asked, "Is Dad back?" ”

Ah Chang didn't speak at first, but suddenly pulled my arm for a while, as if to help me up, and said, "Mr. Fan." ”

Traditional sounds?

I squinted my eyes reluctantly, and felt that there was a figure in front of me, and it looked a bit like Fanyin, and if it was Fan's father, he would have called us at this time.

I don't know where I got the strength, I actually got up from the ground, grabbed Ah Chang's arm, and tried to drag him away with all my strength.

Actually, I knew in my heart that we couldn't run bullets, but I just wanted to run.

But Ah Chang must have been injured too badly to be able to drag him at all. My injured left arm was suddenly grabbed and the pain came from the wound on my shoulder blade, and I was weak and unable to struggle.

The hand moved to my waist again, and the familiar smell made me tremble unconsciously.

He didn't speak, and I didn't dare to say anything, but I felt that he picked me up, and after walking for a while, the sound of the car engine came, and I was stuffed into the car, and I didn't know where I was going to be tortured next.

I was feeling for the door to open the door, and someone came up in the driver's seat, my left arm was pulled, and I was trying to struggle, when I heard a man's voice: "Don't move." ”

It's a traditional sound.

I didn't dare to move anymore, so I let him tie the tourniquet to my shoulders and arms, and at the same time, a voice came from the back door of the car, and a thick smell of blood poured in, and I shouted: "Ah Chang? ”

"Yes." Ah Chang's voice was very weak: "Thank you, Mr. Fan." ”

Fan Yin didn't speak, started the car, and said, "Seat belts." ”

I fumbled for my seat belt and asked, "Ah Chang, can someone help you stop the bleeding?" "He's got one more wound than I have.

"Yes, ma'am." An unfamiliar voice came: "Ah Chang fainted." ”

I was relieved, and at the same time I heard Fanyin's somewhat angry voice: "Seat belt! ”

I quickly pulled my seat belt and fastened it. At the same time, the car slammed up its horsepower and rushed out as if it were desperate.

When I arrived at the hospital, I also started to have chills due to blood loss and mental relaxation. The doctor removed the bullet for me and rushed it to the eye. I had medicine wrapped in my eyes and couldn't see anything. I only felt that I was in a wheelchair, I was pushed out of a room, there seemed to be someone at the door, the nurse stopped, and the doctor's voice came: "Fortunately, the bullet did not shatter the shoulder blade, but I still need to recuperate." If the cornea is damaged, it may affect vision, so you need to observe for a period of time and try not to shed tears. ”

I don't know why, hearing this, my heart suddenly sank.

My vision is impaired, and I can no longer be a pilot.

Maybe it was because of the tears, my eyes started to hurt again, and I couldn't help but hold my head.

A hand touched my head, and a voice came from the voice: "I know, I've worked hard for you." ”

It was as if Fanyin had pushed me into the hospital room and helped me to sit on the hospital bed.

Then there was no sound, and he seemed to be gone.

I sat on the edge of the bed by myself for a long time, so long that the numbing on my shoulders began to fade and the pain hit. My eyes, which I couldn't stop crying, were stimulated by this pain, and I wanted to cry even more.

Actually, I just realized that I am not as open-minded as I thought I was. I thought I could withstand all the "punishments" that Fanyin gave me, whether it was dead or disabled, I didn't care. But now that I've just lost my eyes, I'm starting to despair. It is not me who is mentally ill, nor is it my thoughts, so why should we accompany him to suffer this sin? I think it's so unfair, isn't he quite smart? Why can't we judge by the performance of a few of us? If Nian Nian really died, could the situation be like this? Will Father Fan and Mrs. Han spare me?

I don't think he couldn't guess it at all, maybe he always knew it, he just liked to torture me.

The more I thought about it, the more uncomfortable I became, and I even began to regret agreeing to this plan, so many doctors couldn't cure him, and I could guarantee that I wasn't crazy. Looking back, I still regret it. Before giving birth to her, I had countless opportunities to regret it, to leave Fanyin, to leave this life. But I never did.

I regret it, really.

My mind was stuck in a dead end, and I didn't feel a glimmer of hope at all. Although the doctor said to avoid tears, I couldn't help but want to cry, I felt that I was finished, and this life was over.

At this moment, a cold voice came from the ear: "Don't want your eyes anymore?" ”

I thought there was no one in the ward, so I was shocked.

Then there was no sound again.

My scalp was numb, and the hair on my body stood on end.

Finally, he spoke: "I probably know why you insist on not saying it." But I have to ask you, is Nian Nian still alive? ”

I didn't say anything.

"He'll never know." His voice was calm: "You tell me, was she killed by me?" ”

I can't even tell who he is at this minute, how can I tell him?

He was silent again, and after a long, long time, he suddenly took my hand and said, "If I killed her, then you don't have to hide it." I just want to know the truth. ”

It turns out that he tortured me not because he wanted to avenge Niannian, but to torture me to extract a confession?

Hehe.

I felt like what little hope and relief I had was gone.

He paused, and then added, "Lately he has suddenly become very calm, and it seems that he is dying because of Niannian." You said you killed Nian Nian, but you couldn't even tell you how. What about her corpse? Don't you have a funeral? Su Lingyu, do you really want to see the coffin before you cry? ”

I couldn't help it and said, "Fanyin." ”

He was silent.

"You say," I asked, "were you quite harmonious before I had me?" ”

His voice was a little annoyed: "What are you talking nonsense?" ”

"Nothing." I said, "Nian Nian was strangled to death by me, and I have already said it many times, so I will not repeat it." ”

He didn't interrupt me, I continued: "Come if you want me to see the coffin, anyway, when I didn't do anything wrong before, you beat me like this for three days, tortured me, and humiliated me. Whatever. ”

It was a long time before he spoke: "She's still alive?" ”

I don't know how he came to this conclusion, and he didn't admit or deny it out loud.

I couldn't hear any sound anymore, and the gauze in front of my eyes was all soaked, sticking to my eyes, and it hurt so much that I wanted to cry.

Suddenly, there was a squirrel, and I felt someone approaching me, and I quickly shrank back, but his palm was already pressing down on my back and the back of my head.

Is there any new way to play? I couldn't push him away, and my body shook involuntarily.

His arms tightened tighter and tighter, and his cheek pressed against mine. There was a wet touch on my neck, and my hairs stood on end.

"I'm sorry." After a long time, he opened his mouth: "I'll let you call back when you're well." ”

I didn't know what he wanted to do, and I didn't answer.

There was silence for a long time, and suddenly, there was a noise at the door, and the roar of Father Fan's voice came: "Let go of her!" ”

I felt a burst of joy and felt Fanyin's body stiffen, and then let go of me.

The sound of footsteps came, and it must be Father Fan's coming. Sure enough, when his voice came again, it was already close to me: "I told you, don't bully people until the investigation results of the matter!" ”

Fanyin didn't speak.

I hurriedly fumbled and grabbed Daddy's sleeve and said, "Dad! ”

Father Fan said, "Get out! ”

The hand I was holding was raised, and the voice of the fussy voice was a little playful: "How do I roll?" ”

"Lingling, let him go, let him go!"

I hurriedly let go, but my hand was held.

"Dad." Fanyin said, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?" ”

Father Fan asked, "Why didn't you tell you earlier?" ”

"She just said my daughter is alive." Fanyin said: "Why did you say I was bullying her?" ”

I hurriedly said, "Dad, you believe me!" I didn't say anything like that! ”

Fanyin's voice came again: "Knowing that your little granddaughter is still alive, you are not happy at all?" ”