"Qingfeng! Qingfeng—how are you, can you still get up?" Leng Yue knelt down, hurriedly picked up his head, looked into his eyes, and asked him anxiously.

"I didn't ...... Relationship ......"

Yuan Qingfeng said with difficulty, and grabbed her hand, and he struggled to prop himself up.

"Let's go!"

Leng Yue said, helping Yuan Qingfeng on the ground.

Qingfeng's arm pressed heavily on her shoulder, and she straightened her back, bracing him hard.

Before the police arrived, they left the chaotic 'Dream Water Town'. A few minutes later, Leng Yue and Qing Feng were already in his car.

"Y-can you drive? I'll drive! Okay?" said Leng Yue's timid voice.

"Not necessarily!"

The breeze started the car and increased the throttle.

The car rushed out crookedly like a drunk......

After leaving this place of right and wrong, Yuan Qingfeng parked the car on the side of the road on the outskirts of the city, a relatively remote place, his head hanging weakly on the steering wheel.

Cold Moon turns on the headlights.

Immediately, she was frightened by the blood.

Because, he's still bleeding...... The placket was covered in blood. And she herself is covered in blood.

"Breeze!"

In a panic, she went to help him on the head.

"Oh my God, your head is bleeding too! How are you feeling?!"

"Hmm......"

Qingfeng snorted.

Fortunately, he is still quite conscious.

But his nose was broken, his lips were cracked, and a lot of blood was coming out of his nose.

Leng Yue wanted to find a handkerchief or tissue or something like that to plug the blood in his nose, but, in a panic, she didn't take out her white bag and coat and forgot about it in the café.

She set her eyes on her dress, the white linen dress. Although there are spots and countless blood stains on the dress, there is always a solution to the urgent need!

Without thinking, she lowered her head and tore open the hem of her skirt.

She pressed it against Qingfeng's nose and lips. Her beautiful, misty eyes were filled with tears, and her voice trembled and sorrowful:

"Breeze...... I'm sorry...... Bear with me. ”

Yuan Qingfeng's head leaned on the back of the chair. His eyes were closed, and the blood from his nose quickly soaked through the white linen veil.

She tore another piece of her shirt to replace the blood-soaked linen yarn just now.

"......Listen to me, breeze! You have to go to the hospital! Come here, sit down here, I'm ...... I'll drive you to the hospital, okay?!"

"Don't move!" Listening to her choked voice, Qingfeng hummed vaguely: "I don't go to the hospital, I ...... I can't die!"

"But you're bleeding, you're ...... Bleeding ......"

She cried, tears rolling down her face.

"You might ...... It is also possible to suffer from internal injuries...... Broken bones, because ...... So, breeze, I beg you...... Let's go to the hospital. ”

She cried even harder.

"Please!"

"Wipe away your tears!" Qingfeng took away Leng Yue's hand covering his nose, and then, he looked at her coldly and said, "I can't die......! I don't need you to cry for me in advance! I don't need your mercy and sympathy!"

Leng Yue looked at him in amazement.

"You don't need to look at me like that!"

He opened the handle of the car and took out a tissue from it.

"As you can see, the bruises and bruises are nothing more than broken phases...... And mouth wounds, bleeding...... But you-" He glared at her. "No need to tear your clothes anymore......! Clothes will become fishing nets, don't you...... Are you going fishing?"

He covered his nose with a tissue with one hand and started the car with the other.

His face was as pale as paper, and the fierceness and anger in his eyes made Leng Yue's heart cold.

She tried to control her tears, but the tears just rolled out without obeying orders...... She lowered her head, continued to tear the hem of her skirt, and then sobbed and handed him the white linen yarn. She didn't dare to talk more, she didn't dare to explain more, she was afraid that any explanation would anger him! She didn't want to hurt him, she never wanted to hurt him! She looked for him for more than two years, waited for him for more than two years, she loved him, he was her life!

The car drove crookedly, and finally, it stopped in front of a garden house.

"Where is this?" she asked.

"My family!"

"Your home?"

Leng Yue hesitated.

She looked at her torn messy and bloodstained dress, and she whispered: "I can't go to your house with this image, I'm afraid I'll be scared...... Your family. ”

"Do you know what time it is?" Qingfeng gritted his teeth and asked, "Do you think that my family is a night owl like you?"

Leng Yue was speechless......

"Won't you help me down?"

He frowned and whispered hatefully.

Looking at the bloodstained and scarred breeze, Leng Yue closed her eyes and let strings of tears fall silently on the torn messy dress.

"Okay. ”

She nodded and obediently got out of the car.

She opened the driver's door, carefully supported him, supported him hard, and got out of the car.

A night breeze blew, and she shuddered.

Leng Yue helped him to the front of the gate. Qingfeng pressed the remote control, and the door opened automatically.

They walked in and came to a garden that covered a large area.

There is a gravel road leading to the house. There are two rows of roses planted neatly on both sides of the road, and there is a small lotus pond.

Along the gravel path, they walked up the steps and into the gate.

It was indeed very late, it was already after midnight.

Upstairs and downstairs were quiet, except for the hall, where there was a wall lamp. It seems that Qingfeng's parents are indeed asleep.

Looking at the luxurious hall, the floor-to-ceiling windows and the exquisite velvet curtains, stepping on the slippery and bright marble floor, and smelling the fragrance of flowers all over the room, Leng Yue unconsciously sighed. She glanced at Yuan Qingfeng, he was really a good life, living in such a good family.

They crept along for fear of alarming his family, but a new situation arose.

The door of the bedroom on the first floor suddenly opened, and Mrs. Yuan, who was wearing an embroidered nightgown, walked out.

I don't know if it's the sixth sense that is wrong, or if she sleeps too lightly, anyway, suddenly, Yuan Jing woke up, and involuntarily walked to the hall to find out.

When she saw Qingfeng, who was covered in blood and scarred face, and walked in with a strangely dressed but beautiful girl, for a while, she was in a trance, thinking that she was dreaming.

She pinched her thigh, "Oops!"

Seeing the sudden appearance of his mother, Qingfeng was also taken aback: "Mommy, you-what......? So late...... Haven't slept yet?!"

"Oh my God!"

Yuan Jing stared at them in a panic, and then she was stunned, stupid, she stood there like a fossil, unable to move!

Her eyes were wide and round, looking at Qingfeng and Cold Moon like a pair of monsters.

Then, suddenly, she came to her senses.

Immediately, she raised her voice and screamed Yuan Bo's name: "Yuan Bo! Yuan Bo! You don't come quickly! Yuan Bo - Yuan Bo-"

She screamed so urgently, so sharply, as if it had caught fire.

So, Yuan Bo stumbled out of the bedroom wearing pajamas and pajamas, with a face full of horror, and asked in a stack: "What's wrong? What's wrong? What's wrong?"

"Yuan Bo—"

Yuan Bo, who was barefoot in pajamas, was also taken aback when he saw the breeze! Then, there was a burst of exclamations, a burst of inquiry, and a burst of busyness......

Half an hour later, Dr. Zhang, a good friend of Yuan Bo, arrived with a surgeon.

The two doctors were also inquiring and busy.

They cleaned Qingfeng's wound, medicated him, and bandaged him.

Fortunately, there were no internal injuries on his body, or injuries to the bones, except for external injuries.

"Don't worry, he'll be fine. Dr. Zhang smiled and raised his head and said to Qingfeng's parents, who were already frightened.

"But...... His face is so pale......" Yuan Jing's voice was still shaking.

"Don't worry, he just bleed too much. I promise, in a few days, he'll be alive!"

"Thank you!"

Yuan Bo held Dr. Zhang's hand.

"It's so late to find you, it's really hard for you!"

"You're welcome, we've been friends for many years. The breeze is also what we watched grow up. Dr. Zhang glanced at Qingfeng, thought for a while, and said, "I left painkillers, if the pain is severe, give him painkillers!"

"Good!"

Yuan Bo sent the two doctors back.

Qingfeng lay on the dual-purpose sofa that could have been used as a bed. He was conscious, but his eyes were limply closed.

Yuan Jing cleaned up all the dirty clothes that Qingfeng had changed out of, and all the bloody cotton ball bandages. In the end, she set her eyes on Leng Yue, who had been standing there in a daze and crying silently.

"Please follow me!"

She led the way back down the hall.

"You may be seated!"

She politely gestured to the sofa opposite.

"Thank you!"

Leng Yue sat opposite Yuan Jing with some restraint.

For a while, the room was silent.

Leng Yue sat on the luxurious sofa of the Yuan family, looking at everything in the hall and the courtyard with flowers and trees outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the feeling of both familiarity and strangeness pressed against her.

As for Yuan Jing, she stopped her gaze on Leng Yue's face and body, and re-examined her from head to toe with her sharp eyes, and then said very calmly:

"I was busy with Qingfeng's injury just now, and I didn't care about you, now, should you tell me who you are?"

Under Yuan Jing's unfriendly gaze, Leng Yue felt uncomfortable from head to toe. The woman's sixth sense told her that Yuan Jing didn't like her and was hostile to her.

"I," she said, after a pause, "I'm a friend of the breeze." ”

"Oh?"

Mrs. Yuan stared at Leng Yue again.

"Since you are Qingfeng's friend, then please tell me frankly, why Qingfeng was injured like this, is it ......because he is fighting with others? Are you?" she seemed to be tentative, but in a very affirmative tone.

Leng Yue was silent and did not answer immediately.