Chapter 55 Perhaps, that is the first love

I stood there, the silver body almost brushing the tip of my nose, and I saw Zhang Yuting being knocked out by an Audi A4, a full five meters away, and then being ruthlessly run over......

I saw Zhang Yuting lying in a pool of blood, her fashionable long hair stained with blood and turned a strong crimson.

The air around him seemed to condense.

It's like a movie in slow motion, the noisy passers-by who come and go back and forth around also stopped at this moment, slowly turned their heads, and looked at the scene of the car accident with dull faces and stunned eyes.

The whole world is condensing.

I felt the sky and the earth spinning, everything around me became so unreal, the lights of the city became hazy and psychedelic, and the noise of the crowd became so far away.

I stood in the middle of the crowd, my mind in a state of confusion, not knowing what to do.

The Audi stopped, and the drunk, bald driver ran out of the car with a white face, and the crowd around him gathered around him like puppets pulled by hanging wires, and the scene was surrounded by water.

I don't know how long it took me to feel my knees touch the hard ground, and I realized that I had knelt beside Zhang Yuting, who was covered in blood.

"Take her to the hospital!

I screamed hoarsely, trembled my hands, and gently picked up Zhang Yuting, who was lying on the ground weakly, and was already unrecognizable.

I felt like my voice wasn't coming out of my mouth, it was like another soul in my body was shouting in my place.

The driver who caused the accident did not run away on the spot, perhaps because he knew that he couldn't escape, after he came to his senses, he came forward as soon as possible, hugged Zhang Yuting in my arms, and then hugged the car and sent him to the hospital.

Man is really a very contradictory creature.

Obviously, one moment ago, you thought that you would never do something in your life, but the next second, I will do it without hesitation.

My body was covered in blood, perhaps because I knew that I was the real murderer, and I followed the driver who caused the accident and got into the car of the driver who caused the accident, escorting Zhang Yuting along the way.

The moment the car door closed, through the car window, I saw Shi Bing standing in the crowd in the distance, his face full of surprise.

"I'm in trouble...... I'm in trouble...... It's all my fault...... I shouldn't have driven that fast...... Damn, I knew what I was doing so fast!!Hey!I'm so unlucky!" The driver drove the car, remorseful and screaming in pain all the way, he was almost panicking.

The driver's words went into my left ear and out of my right ear. Later, the driver's voice was just a faint cry in my head, and I couldn't hear him anymore.

I just sat trembling beside Zhang Yuting, looking at her beyond recognition, like a water dog, embarrassed, depressed, with mixed feelings in my heart, I couldn't tell what it was like.

I caused all of this.

It was only when I looked at my bloodied hands that my brain recognized this clearly.

Because I used soul hooking on her, and told her that if she loved me to death, she would go out of her way to save me.

I'm the real murderer.

If Zhang Yuting hadn't bumpered with me just now, the person who should have been killed was me.

However, what I can't understand is that the second before being hit by the car, Zhang Yuting should have heard the word "solution" I said to her.

But why, she still desperately tried to save me.

Did I unravel her soul hook?

If it has been unraveled, then did she save me out of her own intention?

I'm afraid, I'll never know the answer.

It will also be one of the countless nightmares that will haunt me in the future. Zhang Yuting's last pounce, that gentle and gentle word, and that fleeting smile became a puzzle that I could never solve in my adolescence.

After that, it was like a scene in a TV series, the driver took me and Zhang Yuting all the way to the nearest Wuxi People's Hospital, Zhang Yuting was carried out by the medical staff on a stretcher and sent to the emergency room, I was half bloodstained, standing at the door of the car like a wooden man, watching Zhang Yuting being carried away on a stretcher, and finally, being pushed into the operating room.

That day, I watched my sister push out of the operating room.

Today, I watched another girl as I went into the operating room.

Things in the world are sometimes so coincidental.

So sad.

The driver and I were waiting at the door of the operating room. I was silent, neither hysterically going berserk like other boyfriends avenging their girlfriends, nor collapsing, just froze there, like a stone sculpture without consciousness.

The driver was in tears, praying and apologizing to me, as if he was going to pour all the apologies of his life into running water on me, to wash away my blood.

"I'm sorry, please forgive me, I really didn't expect this, the brake gear is a little out of order, I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry for you!" the driver whispered in my ear, but I sat quietly, sitting on the bench outside the operating room, my head up, my hand with the smell of blood buried in my face.

Not long after, Zhang Yuting's parents and classmates arrived.

When they arrived, Zhang Yuting's parents fought with the driver on the spot, scolded, and almost fought with the driver. If it hadn't been for the doctors present who stopped them in time, I am afraid that there would be another corpse in the corridor of the operating room.

During the whole process, I watched the conflict between the driver and Zhang Yuting's parents like an irrelevant bystander, watched them pinch each other, watched the driver get beaten to the point that blood broke from the corners of his forehead, watched Zhang Yuting's father face red, and Zhang Yuting's mother hid her face and cried bitterly.

But in the driver, I seem to see my former self.

Wasn't that true of me back then?

Many of my men have died. I'm no longer a little white student who hasn't seen blood. However, when I watched Zhang Yue die in front of me, I didn't feel any guilt, because I knew they deserved to die.

But now, in addition to guilt, I blame myself.

I'm a real murderer, because I killed an innocent life by using soul hooking.

What I can't forget is that life, until the last moment of my life, still loved me......

An hour later, the door to the operating room opened, and the surgeon in a blue uniform slowly walked out of the operating room, and Zhang Yuting, who was covered in a white cloth, was pushed out together.

"Go away, go away, let me see my daughter—how's it going, how is my daughter?" Seeing the surgeon, Zhang Yuting's mother trembled and stepped forward to ask.

The surgeon didn't say anything, just closed his eyes and shook his head slowly.

After shaking his head, he said:

"There's no hope. ”

Open!

Hearing the news, I sat on the bench next to me, and my heart fell to the end.

Next, the saddest thing was the driver, who was beaten by Zhang Yuting's family by grabbing his hair and beating him, leaving his face swollen and bruised all over his body. And I was also angrily reprimanded by Zhang Yuting's father by the collar and slapped twice.

"Why didn't you save my daughter? Why did Tingting come to save you, are you a man? Why don't you die for my daughter!"

I was slapped I don't know how many times, I didn't resist, I just stood there and was beaten because I knew I deserved it, and the pain in my heart was far stronger than the pain on my face. It was a feeling that I wanted to scratch my whole face.

Zhang Yuting's family spoke coldly to me, looked at me coldly, and even wanted to come up and kick me to the ground, and finally the doctors and security personnel arrived and pulled me out of the crowd.

When I got to the door, I met the police who came to arrest me.

The police took away the driver who caused the accident, in fact, at that time, the driver was already scarred, and it was impossible to escape, when he was taken away by the police, he lowered his head, very frightened, but seemed to have resigned himself to his fate, and there was no unnecessary resistance.

As the first witness to the accident, the police investigator briefly asked me about what happened, and I don't know how I answered, and my brain was in a mess, and the words I spoke were intermittent and contradictory.

The only thing that impressed me the most was the last question the police officer asked me one last question:

"What is your relationship with Zhang Yuting, why did she save you?"

When I asked this question, I came to my senses. But I don't know how to answer that question.

What is my relationship with Zhang Yuting?

I don't even have anything to do with her.

The only thing that established my relationship with her was my soul hooking. If it weren't for the soul hooking technique, she and I would be men and women who would not have any interlacing in our lives.

However, looking at the clear and impatient eyes of the policeman, I still subconsciously said:

"I'm ...... Her boyfriend. ”

Perhaps, that was my first love.

[A little bit of abuse, a collection with feelings]