As soon as I came to the wall, my thirst for air was far greater than any other object in the world, and after voraciously sucking for a while, I crawled to Liu Jing's side weakly, and I didn't know if it was because of the fight just now, or because of Liu Jing's sweat at this time, I saw that my thinking was unconsciously biased towards the latter.

After a quick check, Taro immediately chose to hold down Liu Jing's chest, doing the rescue method in an emergency situation that he had watched on TV before. One time, two times, as if he was not only pressing Liu Jing's chest, but also my heart.

I watched as Taro kept trying cardiopulmonary resuscitation, and his figure went up and down, gradually appearing in my field of vision. I don't know what I'm looking at, and I can't imagine what it would be like for someone close to me to die here. Along the way, I have seen so many dead people, from the initial horror to the later indifference, the change of attitude is not just because I have seen too many of the same things, people will become numb, more should be, those who died are people who have nothing to do with themselves, except for a little fluctuation in emotions, there will be no more. Now, looking at Liu Jing, who was almost certain of death, my internal organs seemed to be grabbed by an invisible force, and I grabbed it deadly, and the intense heart-rending pain instantly spread to every angle of my body, and I was about to suffocate. Tears flowed down my cheeks, and I wanted to wail, but I found that at this moment, I had lost the ability to speak.

Finally, the taro's figure no longer moved, after trying to rescue me I don't know how many times, he finally chose to give up, still lying on the cold ground by Liu Jing, the smoker who sat on the side had already lost his former composure, old tears, sad as if one foot had stepped into the ghost gate.

I don't know how my body returned to normal shape under what kind of power, and I don't know how I climbed to Liu Jing's side, and where I got the strength to lift her up and hold her into my arms.

When I held her little hand and smelled the scent in her hair, my eyes that were blurred by crying gradually became clearer. The silent grandfather sat on the side in a daze, shouting and helpless taro standing beside me and Liu Jing. Realizing his presence, I struggled to raise my head, as if words from hell were sliding out of my throat: "She, dead?" ”

The taro's face was like earth, and his eyes were full of pain as he looked at me, and he didn't speak for a long time.

Well, he doesn't need to answer, I already know the answer!

So I lowered my head and looked at Liu Jing lying in my arms with nostalgia, and the idea of suicide gradually appeared in my heart, and then like a seed meeting extremely fertile soil, it quickly took root and sprouted, filling the entire chest, causing my hand to unconsciously grope for any weapon on the ground that could kill me.

The grieving grandfather saw the movement of my hand and immediately understood what I wanted to do, hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed my shoulder, and said painfully, "Xiaohua, don't do stupid things!" “

I grinned at him, and to be honest, I didn't know why I was laughing, the decision to commit suicide was so ingrained in my heart that no one could shake it, let alone my grandfather's old palm on my shoulder.

I smiled and closed my mouth, my upper and lower teeth falling to my tongue.

At this moment, suddenly an excited shout sounded, temporarily stopping my movements, only to see the fat man on the side screaming while crawling over with an expression of irrepressible excitement on his face, I heard him say "Liu Jing's fingers moved!" It's moving! ”

Hearing this, Taro frantically took Liu Jing from my arms, and eagerly rescued again, and after a while, I only heard him say, "I don't know what happened, but she is still alive, she is alive!" (To be continued......)