He could only make a sharp turn and disappear at the end of the road at lightning speed.
Over there, Jasmine was lying on the ground in a daze.
She seemed to be petrified, and the pain in her knees, sprained ankles, and stained skirts were nothing to her.
Her brain was completely frozen and she was completely unconscious.
A child who is only 8 years old will almost never be able to breathe the air in this world again!
The fear of death made her whole body stiff.
Her chest was heaving violently, her whole body was trembling, and she murmured in a low voice: "Daddy, daddy, daddy, save Jasmine..."
dad……
Jasmine almost died...
I almost never saw my dearest dad again...
She didn't know how long it took before she felt a pair of clean hands pull her up.
Her ankle was injured and she couldn't stand up on her own, so the man put his arm around her and lifted her up.
A slightly awkward voice sounded in my ears, "Stop crying, there's no point in crying. I'll take you to the clinic to see if your foot injury is serious. Don't become a cripple by then. I'm not responsible."
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"Forehead……?"
This voice was so familiar. Jasmine had already sunk into the abyss of fear and was about to lose all her consciousness, but she suddenly regained some of her consciousness because of this voice.
She raised her little head blankly and looked at the boy in front of her.
Yes, he was a handsome young man, wearing a white shirt with rosettes, beige trousers, and clean shoes not stained with dust.
There was an expression of indescribable perfection, coldness, and a little bit of concern on that face.
This young man is Huo Ziming!
Jasmine was stunned and felt dizzy.
She suddenly felt that everything today should be a dream...
How could I hear Aunt Xiaoyu say such things, and how could I almost be hit by a car...
And how could he bump into Huo Ziming? Doesn’t Huo Ziming hate himself?
Because Xiaomi scratched his shoulder last time, Huo Ziming should hate himself to death.
He doesn't want to be friends with himself or talk to himself. How can he save himself when he sees that he is as cold as a stranger?
It must be a dream!!
It must be a dream!!!
But even if it is a dream, this is a beautiful dream...
Huo Ziming, like a prince rescuing the princess from the mouth of a monster, saved himself...
Jasmine sobbed, and she suddenly seemed to have tear glands, and tears flowed down in large pieces.
The little mouth murmured, "It's a dream, it must be a dream... What a strange dream... Wuwu..."
Huo Ziming shook his head and looked at Situ Moli in front of him.
The little guy was so frightened that he must have thought it was a dream.
Speaking of which, he also felt that what happened today was really strange. He took his drawing board and wanted to sketch in the park, but he saw a familiar figure from a long distance away, it was the little princess Situ Moli.
But her expression was nothing like usual.
She looked very frightened, as if she had lost her mind and was walking around like a headless fly.
He passed by her, but she didn't recognize him. It felt like she was very panicked about something.
Huo Ziming was not prepared to meddle in her business. He never liked to meddle in other people's business.
This chapter has been completed!