Bing Lin opened the glass cover again, looking at the steam on the glass cover, she had obviously thrown it off just now, but now it was still covered with water droplets as if she had just picked it up overnight.

Bing Lin sat on the sofa and patted her head vigorously.

It is impossible for Aunt Liu to put the teacup back up. Could it go back on its own?

Binglin gritted her teeth, picked up a delicate teacup, and slammed it to the ground!

"Smack!!"

The crisp and piercing voice sounded, Aunt Liu was still sitting on the bench outside the door in a daze, the maid in the kitchen did not come, and the door of the study upstairs was still closed.

Bing Lin picked one up again but didn't have the courage to fall down.

Breaking one is accidental, how to explain breaking two?

Dad has always liked this tea set, if he knew that he had broken two, he would be scolded to death, right?

Bing Lin looked at the jasper-like teacup in her hand, thinking that she was not even as good as a cold teacup now.

Bing Lin looked at the teacup and put it back in the container.

There were seven more in the container still intact circling each other, plus exactly eight in hand.

Looking back, there was not a trace of a broken porcelain cup on the bright tiles.

The porcelain cup in his hand fell to the ground and shattered!

Bing Lin picked up the entire glass container and slammed it on the ground, still causing a reaction from anyone.

She ran like crazy to the study upstairs.

Crying heartbreakingly, shouting "Dad!"

Begging his father to open the door so that he could have a place to hide.

The door was locked, and no matter how much it was slapped or shouted, there was no response.

Bing Lin sat at the door, fear rushed over her face, and immediately swept through her body.

Bing Lin no longer had hope in this cold door, even though the man inside was once her biggest reliance and biggest support.

Bing Lin ran back to her room and curled up in the quilt.

She tried to keep herself from making a sound, but she couldn't control her panic, and her whole body trembled with sobs.

I don't know how long it took, Binglin, who had fallen asleep, woke up, she stretched out her trembling white hand to light the light in the room, and then slowly revealed her crying red eyes from the quilt.

By this time it was pitch black outside.

Opening the door, dinner was already ready in the restaurant downstairs, and Binglin was very hungry.

I picked up a braised pork rib in front of me and ate it, only took one bite, and the pork ribs were all turned into powder and crushed in my mouth.

Bing Lin said "Wow!" and spat a ball of black-gray powder into the trash.

Hurriedly reached out and picked up a glass of water and rinsed the powder that remained in his mouth.

At the head of the table, his father had already sat down, and at his side, his father's later wife, Liu Qian, also came.

Uncle Qiao, my father's assistant, and Secretary Ke are also there. There are also four strange men and a woman.

Listen to people you know and call them professors, directors, and champions of the medical community. Presumably, these people are doctors from the capital, who came to see Tutu.

"Tutu?" Bing Lin looked at the entire dining table attentively, where she was sitting, now sitting the strange female guest, and next to her, where Tutu was originally sitting, there was also a strange man.

The ribs on the table were still steaming, and the water glass just now was still not moving. Bing Lin found herself standing here like air.

"Tutu is alone in the hospital at this time, so what about me? Where am I?"

"Even if I overturn the table, no one will notice me, right?" Binglin muttered to herself softly.

"Even if I overturn the table, no one will notice me, right?"

"Even if I overturn the table, no one will notice me, right!!"

Bing Lin shouted hoarsely at all the people, but it did not affect the people present to praise each other and change the cups.

Bing Lin walked towards the hospital.

"Tutu, my sister took you a big bag of potato chips from the supermarket, and you can eat as many as you want in the future. Bing Lin looked at Tutu who was lying on the bed with an oxygen mask and said with a smile.

I looked down and was about to open the handbag under my feet, but found that it was empty.

Binglin buried her face in the hospital bed: "Tutu, I'm so scared, my father doesn't know me anymore, everyone doesn't know me, I'm like air, no one can hear me." I'm so scared, I don't know where I am..."

Binglin gripped Tutu's hand tightly, tears falling uncontrollably on her trembling hands.

"Tutu, you can definitely hear me, right, even if they can't hear me, you can definitely hear me!"

"I was wrong, I shouldn't have taken you to a haunted house, then you wouldn't have an accident, and I wouldn't be what I am now, would I?"

"I'm so cold..."

Binglin fell asleep on the side of the bed, I don't know how long it took, Binglin was woken up, and Tutu was being transferred.

Tutu is about to undergo surgery.

Binglin followed behind, but found that she couldn't open the door of the operating room.

I didn't see my father outside the operating room.

"Tutu went into the operating room alone, why didn't Auntie and Dad come?" asked Binglin muttering to herself.

"Bang! bang!"

Bing Lin heard the sound of doors closing one after another on the entire floor, and when she tried to open them, she found that none of the doors she could open, and the hospital corridor became empty.

Only the lights in the operating room are still on.

Bing Lin returned to the operating room, pressed her eyes to the glass of the operating room, and couldn't see anything.

"Tutu, it's okay, you still have my sister with you!You'll definitely get better!!"

I don't know how long it has been, Binglin has never been able to adapt to this empty and dim corridor, she is always worried that someone will suddenly appear from a corner, and she is waiting for someone to appear.

I can't remember how long it has been, but the door to the operating room has not been opened...

Bing Lin found a fire extinguisher, and finally smashed the door of the operating room open, and a group of people were performing surgery on Tutu, repeating one or two actions without stopping.

When I turned around, the door to the operating room was intact, like a new door that had just been installed, with no dust and no signs of use.

Everything is clean, there is not the slightest trace of life.

Binglin pushed away all the people in the operating room, stroking Tutu's soft hair, tears falling on Tutu's cheeks.

As soon as he turned around, the doctor and the assistant were still repeating those actions one or two times.

Binglin couldn't suppress the anger in her heart any longer, she rushed back to the villa, frantically smashing everything she saw.

Then he rushed to the study again, and smashed the door of the study with an axe, smashed the desk, and smashed everything that could be seen. Everyone watched her crazy behavior with a blank saga.

Everything was restored to its original state when Bing Lin went out of her mind.

Bing Lin finally understood that no matter what she did, it would not have a slight, and what she saw was like a dream bubble, not real.

Time is still flowing, still being squandered by the people in front of you. But his time was frozen, and he couldn't grasp every minute or second in the future.

Bing Lin walked aimlessly, the speeding car could always stop steadily before the millisecond when it was about to knock him off, the water in the river gradually dried up with his footsteps, and everything he wanted was far away from him.

The hustle and bustle faded away, the streets became less and less crowded, and the only moon that was still bright at night disappeared into the darkness.

Only the door to the operating room could be opened, and there lay a child she was worried about.

Binglin returned to the operating room, and the empty operating room was only Tutu lying on the operating table.

She gently stroked Tutu's forehead, helped him comb the soft hair on his forehead, and Tutu once said, My hair is like my sister, and it looks very good.

Bing Lin smiled and said, "We are half-brothers, you can only say that we are more like an aunt." ”

"What's the difference? I just know that I'm just one sister, and you're only one brother. ”

Binglin didn't cry, she lay down quietly on the empty operating table next to her.

Binglin compromised, just sleep here, and don't go anywhere.

"There's nothing you can't do with a single night's sleep. ”

If you wake up tomorrow, it's just a matter of repeating this phrase.

When you wake up, there is new hope!

When you wake up, there is new hope!