I covered my ears and looked at him with a twisted face, why was he smiling? Is he laughing at me for not being able to do anything?

"Beauty, don't you want to be like this, okay? It's just me and you, nothing! "The king tried to take me into his arms, but my body was stiff.

The demon finally stopped laughing, his eyes shining with an elite light, and he pounced on me!

"Ahh I screamed and ran to the window, thinking that I could escape by jumping from here!

"Yan Ruoxian! What are you doing? "The king seemed to see my thoughts and pulled me hard.

"This is the second floor, maybe not die! But stay, we're dead! "My hands kept shaking and my head hurt even more.

"It's an illusion! It's really an illusion! Nothing! Believe me, there's really nothing! The king grabbed my arm with both hands and said loudly.

Hallucination! Hallucination! I tried to remind myself over and over again, but the illusion was too real! I saw the demon approaching us again, and this time it seemed like the man he was going to attack was the Ball King!

"Don't! You can't hurt him! "I tried to keep the king in my way, but the king tried to keep me in check.

In my opinion, this is my desire to protect the king of the ball and fight against that demon, but in the eyes of the king of the ball, maybe on the contrary, he wants to protect me from being hurt by that demon.

Just as the two of us were struggling to protect each other, the demon stretched out his claws and easily lifted the ball king down the window!

"Ball King!" I was stunned and almost jumped with it, but my body was already lifted up in the air by the demon.

Is it all an illusion? Are they all illusions? Did the king not fall at all, or did he never come?

My mind was so confused that I even forgot that I was at a critical moment on the line of life and death!

"Tear Pull~"

The demon actually threw me into the air, and then tore my clothes, I felt a burning sensation in my back, and an electric current rushed to my brain, and in that second, I seemed to see my hero Anbei again......

When I opened my eyes, I looked at the unfamiliar environment, is this a hospital?

Why am I in the hospital, my head still hurts the same, the memories come back little by little, everything is so clear, is it a dream? I hope it's a dream!

I was alone in this room, it was quiet, the wind blew the curtains, and it was sunny outside, a beautiful sunny day!

"Yan Ruoxian, are you awake?" Auntie walked in.

I tilted my head to look at her, my eyes should have been stray and confused, what was going on? I didn't even dare ask!

"What's the matter with you and the boy in your class? How could he have jumped off a building? Now he is still unconscious, and his family is going crazy! Auntie's brows furrowed angrily.

"Not a dream?" My brain went blank in an instant, how could it not be a dream?

"What do you say? What kind of dreams are you dreaming of? Are you in love? Quarreled, right? The aunt rolled her eyes and said helplessly: "You children, what are you thinking in your head?" Do you think I'm telling your parents or not? ”

"Don't tell them!" I looked at my aunt pleadingly, and my heart had fallen to the bottom.

I can't tell the difference between reality and illusion, it's a terrible thing, maybe I'm the one who pushed the king down!

I didn't dare tell anyone what I was thinking and everything I had seen, I didn't want to be a weirdo, or be sent to a mental hospital!

Maybe I should see a psychiatrist, I've suppressed myself and I'm going crazy, the king of the ball, the person I always felt very indebted, and now I owe him not only love, but also life?

My mind was in turmoil, and the talented women came to see me, and they were all very depressed, and everyone's expressions were solemn.

The talented girl said that the football king had woken up, and this time he not only broke his leg, but also his head, and he may have to suspend school, and his family did not let them visit.

"What the hell is going on? Why did the football king fall from the building? The talented girl asked me.

I'm speechless, what to say? It's not like I didn't worry about this happening before, but when it did, I realized that I was so cowardly and so powerless!

"You speak! Beauty, what the hell is going on? "The talented girl is in a hurry.

"Talented girl, the current condition of the beauty is not very good, don't be like this!" The lady took the talented woman's hand.

"What if that doesn't happen?" The talented girl's eyes narrowed: "Give her an award?" ”

"Talented girl, I think this matter must be a misunderstanding, you calm down." The singer also persuaded her.

"Yes, Sister Cai, we haven't figured things out yet, don't blame the beauty first." The lady also said weakly.

"All day long!" The good girl is more like talking to herself.

"You're all protecting her! And what about the king of the balls? Does he deserve to be what he is now? The talented girl was crying.

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault, I'm sorry for the king of the ball, I'm sorry for everyone." What else can I do but apologize?

From now on I think I should stay away from everyone so that I don't cause more harm to them, I am a sinner, let me bear all the pain alone, don't let the people around me suffer anymore!

"Beauty, you have a good rest, let's go first." The lady also looked at me helplessly, and forcibly pulled the talented girl away with the singer.

"Beauty, you still owe me an explanation, this matter is not over yet!" The talented girl finally yelled at me.

Yes, this matter is not over yet, and the family of the football king should be in pain too, right? After all, no parent wants to see their child lying in a hospital bed, and he is such a good football king.

I put my head under the quilt and cried silently, I bit my lip tightly, I didn't want others to know about my pain, the pain in my heart was far more intense than anything else, the pain made me unable to breathe, and I even thought of death.

I don't know how long I cried, I felt like my face was numb, I didn't feel conscious, crying was really a good way to vent, I suddenly felt as if I was completely empty.

"Yan Ruoxian, do you want to keep going like this?"

I suddenly heard Wen Ling's voice, standing in front of my hospital bed and whispering, I didn't dare to take the quilt off my head, suppressed my breathing, and listened quietly.

"It's okay if you're okay, it's not your fault, you don't have to blame yourself too much." Wen Ling continued.

He said that to comfort me, right? He wasn't there at the time, and he didn't know what was going on, so he shouldn't be qualified to decide who was right and who was wrong.

"Yan Ruoxian, cheer up, it's not a big deal, you are not sick, and you don't need to deliberately avoid anyone, the injury of the football king is just an accident." Wen Ling's voice was a little louder.

He seemed to know everything, he always did, and every time something happened, he would show up to warn me or comfort me.

I still didn't take the quilt off my head, and my hoarse voice asked him, "Isn't it true that I pushed the ball king down?" ”

"Do you think you have what it takes?" Wen Ling spoke in a somewhat contemptuous tone, but what he said was the truth, and I really didn't have the strength to do so.

"Then why is it the way it is?" I lifted the quilt abruptly, sat up, and stared at Wen Ling with tears in my eyes.

Wen Ling stood straight in front of me, like a resolute mountain, he stretched out his fingers to wipe away tears for me, his eyes flashed with distress.

"Everyone is bound to experience hardships in life, and only if you are strong enough to overcome all obstacles and troubles, and find your original self, which is what you need to do now." Wen Ling said.

I stared at Wen Ling's gaze for a long time, his eyes were heavy, but it brought me infinite strength, I really shouldn't give up on myself, everything is not over, it is just a beginning.

In the afternoon, my aunt checked me out of the hospital, and she wanted me to rest at home for a few days before going to school, after all, my mental condition did not seem to be very good.

But the next day I still decided to go to school, life still needs to go on, I can't give up everything because of this incident, Wen Ling is right, I have to make myself strong enough, strong not only strength, but also heart.

At the gate of the school, I actually saw the father of the talented girl again, he seemed to be waiting for me deliberately, and after seeing me, he came over embarrassedly, handed me a small bag with breakfast and said, "Can you help me give this to Siya?" ”

"Still doesn't want to see you?" I still have some pity in my heart for this inferior father in front of me.

"Well, don't say I bought it, I'm afraid she won't eat it." After the talented girl's father finished speaking, he looked around as if he was afraid of being seen by the talented girl.

In order to let his daughter eat breakfast, he has to be a thief so carefully, and it is really difficult for him to be a person who is nearly fifty years old.

"Okay, uncle, don't worry." I took the bag and walked inside the school.

When I arrived in the class, I felt the atmosphere was abnormal, everyone seemed to have that kind of strange look at me, I didn't know if it was my own delusion, or if it was really so, in short, it made me very uncomfortable.

I must already be a weirdo in everyone's eyes, right? I lowered my head to avoid their gaze, walked up to the talented girl, and handed her the small bag containing breakfast, "Talented girl, do you often skip breakfast?" ”

"Do you want to care? I just don't like breakfast! "The talented girl should still be angry with me, so her tone is very impulsive.

"Your father asked me to give it to you, he actually loves you very much, you have time to talk to him well, maybe he also has his own difficulties." I told the truth out of kindness.

"Get out of the way of this eye-catching bag! I'm not going to eat his stuff! The talented girl's face turned colder.

"Talented girl, he is your father after all!" I couldn't understand why she hated him so much.

"My dad? Are you kidding me? Beauty, I should have told you that my dad was dead! Dead, do you understand? The talented girl got up from her seat, snatched the small bag containing breakfast and threw it out.