Just thinking about it, Lu Wenwen outside the window suddenly beckoned to Ren Qiaoan and motioned for her to come over.

Ren Qiaoan adhered to the principle of not offending the VIP, went down to the artificial field under the sun, and just walked out of the gate of the safe passage and entered the "war zone".

Suddenly, there was a pain in his forehead, and a blood-red color spread in front of his eyes.

"Call you to come, you will come, the dogs are not obedient to you." Lu Wenwen held her paintball gun, pointed the muzzle at her, and laughed quite badly.

At this moment, Ren Qiaoan was sure that his hunch was correct.

It turned out that Lu Wenwen was here for her.

"Since you're here, just play with us, otherwise I won't have a sense of accomplishment if I win." Lu Wenwen said the most heartbreaking words with the most innocent smile, raised her hand and fired another shot.

She said to win, maybe she was talking about winning this battle, or maybe she was trying to win Zhao Wangsheng.

The paintball gun doesn't hurt anyone, but the moment the paintball explodes on the skin, the impact is still a little painful.

The first red color bullet hit her eyebrows, Ren Qiaoan just reacted, and before she could wipe it clean with her hands, the second paintball followed, which hit the back of Ren Qiao'an's hand that was wiping her face.

This time, it hurt a little, and she felt the skin on the back of her hand rot.

Opposite her, she landed in Lu Wenwen's camp, and saw a man next to her standing up from the covering, smiling and not doubting good intentions, aiming at Ren Qiaoan is launch.

The pain on the back of the hand was more obvious than on the forehead, they were using other things at the same time as paintball, Ren Qiaoan immediately withdrew his hand, and hid his hand under his arm if he couldn't hide it.

She wants to be a doctor in the future, and her hand can't be injured.

The previous attack has not ended, and the back attack has started again, and now it is not only Lu Wenwen's camp, including Zhao Wangsheng's camp, but there are also people who deliberately attack her, but she doesn't know if it is a person or a group of people.

flanked back and forth, which also meant that Ren Qiaoan had nowhere to hide.

On her first day, she was still on probation, still wearing her own T-shirt and pants, and she had a lot of skin hit by paintballs.

Both companies hid Lu Wenwen's people, and they teamed up to bully her for Lu Wenwen.

Ren Qiaoan held his head and looked in the direction of Zhao Wangsheng in a rain of bullets, and the colleagues around Zhao Wangsheng all stood up, they collected their guns and looked at her worriedly, but no one dared to step forward to help her stop Lu Wenwen.

But Zhao Wangsheng just stood, his hand holding the gun drooping, just standing quietly watching her being beaten.

didn't hurt at all, but she was the one who hurt her the most.

……

That year, she had her birthday in May and took the college entrance examination in June.

He sneaked back from college and climbed over the wall into the high school she was studying, just to give her the strawberry cake he made himself, and to make her understand that he was a poor student and had no money.

But he was cute, and in addition to a strawberry cake, there was also a box of washed strawberries, which counted as a birthday present for her.

"There's no way, buy an extra pound of strawberries as a gift first, and when you have an income later, I'll make up for it all." Zhao Wangsheng's fair face had a subtle flush, and he was a little embarrassed.

The price of goods in the capital is very expensive, and he basically relies on himself to study in college, and it is already a big expense to be able to buy a pound of strawberries to make a cake for her.

The strawberries look ruddy and attractive, but the taste is not very good, but Joan likes it.

Zhao Wusheng looked at the cake, his eyes flashed: "Qiaoqiao, today you are eighteen years old, and we can not be small at the age of eighteen." ”

It's not small, it's the contact between men and women, the most intimate relationship.

Ren Qiaoan didn't say that it was her most satisfying year, with Zhao Wangsheng, she was admitted to the University of Chinese Medicine, and left the home she didn't want to go back to.

In the years to come, she didn't want gifts, she just wanted the same strawberry cake as back then, and there were so many strawberries that she couldn't put them on the table, and she also wanted that special earthy lotus lantern.

But now, the bracelet she bought in May did not appear on her birthday, engraved with someone else's name, and appeared in someone else's hand, and the other party asked her to keep it on her behalf.

Custody on behalf of you.

Ren Qiaoan suddenly understood what Miss Lu meant, she was declaring sovereignty to her, and Zhao Wangsheng and the bracelet could be kept by her for her.

And to keep it on behalf of her means to return it to her.

She looked at Zhao Wangsheng, stubbornly not dodging or begging for mercy, covered in colored paint, coupled with inexplicable pain, waiting for his final decision, or pronouncing the sentence.

Until Zhao Wusheng also slowly raised his hand, pointed at her, and pulled the trigger.

It was the most painful one, and Ren Qiaoan felt it in the midst of countless paintballs, hitting her in the chest.

……

"Forget your life, look at the location of the heart here."

She held a map of the human body's veins, asked Zhao Wusheng to lie flat, "practiced" the movement of blood vessels on him, and held a red wash pen in her hand, drawing a bright red blood vessel along his veins.

It connects to the brain and spreads to the limbs.

"It's super important to blood vessels, and if it's not safe, people will lose their lives." In front of the dressing mirror, they looked at the vascular imprints on Zhao Wangsheng's body, and Ren Qiaoan was held by Zhao Wangsheng, and the red pen drew a heart at the heart position.

"I believe that Dr. Ren will protect this blood vessel for life, it will always be healthy, support my life, and always be with Dr. Ren." Zhao Wusheng smiled and walked to the bathroom with Ren Qiaoan in his arms.

"It's enough for the blood vessels to grow in my heart, so help me wash them first."

Always, together.

……

seems to be an illusion, after Zhao Wangsheng's shot, the rain of bullets also ended.

The sun was very strong, Ren Qiao'an was already dizzy, and she didn't know who was always hitting her head, she was already at the end of her crossbow, and she was holding herself out so that she wouldn't fall.

Zhao Wangsheng's moment became the last shot that killed her.

Ren Qiao'an couldn't hold on, the back of his head was in sharp pain, his eyes were black, and he fell forward.

There is Zhao Wusheng in front, and he will not be indifferent.

But her forehead touched the hard earth, and one of the stones cut her forehead, and Ren Qiao'an was forced to wake up by the sting of the wound.

"Hey, how are you?"

Someone from behind ran over to ask her, Ren Qiaoan just shook her head, got up with the pain, unfolded her silent handle, handed the key she was holding in her hand to Lu Wenwen, and said, "Miss Lu, your safe key." ”

Lu Wenwen originally wanted to care about her falsely, but when she saw the key in her palm, she took a step back in disgust, disgusted: "Forget your life, you can help me get it, it's a little dirty." ”

Is it dirty?

It's not dirty, Ren Qiao'an just has paint on the back of her hand, not in her palm, she attaches so much importance to her hands that she won't let them hurt.

Ren Qiaoan closed his eyes, turned around, and handed the key in his hand to Zhao Wusheng.

Zhao Wusheng frowned, and took the key to the safe in her palm with one hand, and there was not even skin contact between them.

Ren Qiaoan thanked: "Thank you." ”

Then she turned stiffly, one step at a time, and walked through the safe passage into the room, returning to where she was supposed to work.