"Who do you say is an outsider?" Ying Dandan simply hated the girl in front of her who was talking with a needle, and gritted her teeth and said word by word, "What about knowing each other for ten years?" I tell you, he won't marry you! ”

"Whether he marries me or not, I won't bother you. [No pop-ups. Ling Xiquan glanced at her lightly, turned his head, looked for the boy on the basketball court, and saw that he was talking to one of the sweaty boys, and involuntarily hooked the corners of his mouth, "The matter between us has nothing to do with you." ”

Such an indifference, faintly contemptuous Qinggao, as if he was just an unsightly clown.

Ying Dandan hates her attitude like this!

The hand holding the handbag suddenly clenched, and she took a step closer silently, she sneered, "Ling Xiquan is right, his mouth is really good, but it's ......"

Before the words fell, he angrily raised the handbag with the laptop in his hand towards the girl who was not vigilant......

The boy in the distance talks elegantly, and his voice must be clean and gentle, as beautiful as nature.

Staring at him intently, Ling Xiquan forgot that the girl behind him had pushed Shen Fangqiao downstairs so without hesitation, just to prevent her from meeting Ye Qingting again.

She let her guard down.

So before the heavy handbag knocked on the back of her head, she never thought that Ying Dandan would blatantly deal with her on the campus where people came.

"I can't get it! Don't think about it! ”

The handbag containing the laptop slammed into the back of her head, and a powerful impact made her take a few steps forward, barely standing still, and the warm sunlight in front of her suddenly became Y-cold, and then the sky turned black.

You don't want to get him!

You can't get him!

You don't want to get him!

Reason is devoured by demons, and all that remains is endless jealousy and resentment.

In his ears, Y's cold words circulated like a rewind, first a sour numbness, and then a sharp pain spread from the back of the head to the central nervous system, and he turned his head with difficulty, and his somewhat blurred vision only saw the pink figure that gradually disappeared......

Ying Dandan.

She dared to be ruthless in public.

There was a dazed look in front of him, and he staggered and reached out to touch it......

It's all blood.

Then I felt the sticky Y body slipping down the back of the neck drop by drop, and the white lace shirt that reflected the temperament fell all the way, and finally dripped on the yellowish grass.

The hot sensation was clearly transmitted to all parts of her limbs, and she could vaguely see a white figure running towards her in the distance.

Before the whole world fell into bottomless darkness, she was suddenly scared and regretted.

She suddenly hated that she was always careful to live, and finally got him, but she still couldn't say it with a twist.

She really wanted to say to Ye Qingting seriously: I love you very much, I really love you very much.

She opened her mouth to call his name, but she choked on a fishy sweet breath in her throat, and she couldn't make a sound.

"Creek!"

In my ears, the familiar voice that could no longer be familiar was anxious like an echo.

It was dark in front of her eyes, and she couldn't support the burning headache in the back of her head any longer, and she fell to the grass with her head covered.

Ye Qingting had just discussed with a few boys playing basketball, and as soon as he turned his head, he saw the girls outside the fence struggling to cover the back of their heads, stumbling and falling on the grass, their hearts stagnating for a moment, and then rushing towards her without hesitation.

"Creek! Brook! What happened to you! Wake up! ”

Half-picking up the girl who fell on the grass, Ye Qingting called anxiously, his palm suddenly felt a burst of warmth, and when he spread his hands, the sticky Y body flowed on his fingertips, scarlet and dazzling.

This is......

Blood?

His pupils contracted suddenly.

For the first time in my life, a strange and panicked emotion came to my mind, scared, panicked, and helpless...... His heart hurt so much that he couldn't breathe, he couldn't maintain a faint smile like a mask anymore, and helplessly shouted at the students who were slowly gathering around, "Ambulance! Call an ambulance! ”

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It was as if I was in a vast darkness, and I could hear a hazy voice in my ears, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't open my eyes.

It's like the despair of a dying person.

I don't know how long she has been wandering in such despair and helplessness, as if her consciousness wandering in the dark suddenly felt a warm white light, and her blurred consciousness gradually regained clarity, and finally she had the strength to open her eyes, the light on the ceiling was bright and dazzling, she squinted, and suddenly heard a haggard voice in the surprise, "Xiaoxi, you woke up." ”

"Ye Qingting......" She opened her mouth, but the sound coming from her throat was dry and terrible, so she coughed uncomfortably.

The boy hurriedly got up for her to find water, but she grabbed him, it was this movement, the wound wrapped in the back of her head was torn and painful, and in an instant, she gasped, and tears overflowed in pain.

Ye Qingting hurriedly sat down beside her and hurriedly held her down, "You have a wound on your head, don't move." ”

She tried hard to turn to him, "Ye Qingting, don't leave me." ”

"I'm not leaving you." Ye Qingting carefully held her in his arms, and the soft temperature in his arms made him steady, "You are, don't scare me in the future." ”

His face looked a little haggard, and his eyes looked dim.

Ling Xiquan stretched out his hand, stroked those beautiful and charming amber eyes, and smiled at him, but the smile was very weak, "What time is it now?" ”

"It's late at night." Ye Qingting tightened his arms, "Don't worry, I called my uncle and aunt, it will take some time for them to come back from abroad, and they will be there tomorrow morning." ”

She was stunned for a moment, "What are you calling them for?" ”

"How can you not tell them about something so big." There was a hint of reproach in his tone, but he couldn't bear to say it too seriously, so he could only sigh helplessly, "I know you're afraid that they will worry, but how can this kind of thing be hidden." ”

All right.

Ling Xiquan responded, and couldn't help but try to reach out to touch the back of his tightly wrapped head, and the boy who had been paying close attention to her held her hand in time, and whispered, "Don't move, the back of the head is still restless with seven stitches." ”

"You're murdering me." She glared at him aggrievedly.

Ye Qingting was stunned, "I didn't." ”

"There you have it." Seeing that his attitude softened, Ling Xiquan's voice was a little more confident, and a layer of mist was covered under his eyes, "I have a pain in the back of my head, and you still murder me." ”

"Okay, okay, it's me who is wrong, I shouldn't have murdered you." Seeing this, the boy hurriedly apologized, for fear that she would be emotional and accidentally bump into something, so he coaxed gently, "Don't move around, baby, the wound will hurt more when you are emotional." ”