Chapter 1191 She reached out and touched his handsome face
he died.
Died three years ago.
So it no longer matters whether the man in front of me is him or not.
He Bing turned around and left.
However, Ye Ming reached out and grabbed her slender wrist, preventing her from leaving.
He Bing looked down at Yu Jie's big palm and said two words coldly, "Let go."
He had let go of her long ago, so why bother holding her back now?
Ye Minghou's hair was astringent, and he had thousands of words stuck in his heart and he didn't know what to say. Slowly, he let go of his hand.
He Bing didn't get into the luxury car, she just left.
The cold wind at night ruffled the hair around her cheeks, and her fair eyes turned red as she walked.
At this moment, a sharp braking sound suddenly sounded in her ears. He Bing quickly looked sideways, and saw two strong white lights coming over, and a large turning truck crashed directly into her.
He Bing was startled.
"careful!"
At the critical moment, Ye Ming ran over and pushed her away.
He Bing fell to the ground and felt no pain, but with a "bang", the big truck hit someone.
"There was a car accident! Go and take a look!"
Passers-by came over.
He Bing looked back and saw that Ye Ming was hit by a big truck, the prosthetic leg of his right leg fell out, and his trousers were empty.
The clear black and white pupils suddenly shrank, and He Bing's mind went blank, but her people had already ran over.
She squatted down, her little palm-sized face was pale and bloodless. She looked at the man in shock, why did he want to save her?
Ye Ming fell to the ground. He was very skilled. When he pushed He Bing, he also ran forward, but the big truck was too fast and hit his right leg.
He couldn't dodge and the prosthetic leg fell out.
The peaked cap on his head was also knocked off, revealing his handsome and profound face. The 37-point oil cap that used to be standard for Hong Kong bosses fell softly and refreshingly, covering his dark eyelids.
He pressed his right leg that was hit with one hand and looked up at her. The girl was already frightened.
He felt soft in his heart and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't be afraid, I'm fine."
Don't be afraid, I'm fine...
These words convey a touch of coaxing and pampering.
He Bing looked at him. He was pressing the amputated thigh. There was blood seeping out there and staining the ground red. There were also scratches on his arms. His thin lips were white, but he did not show any pain at all.
, he just looked at her, smiling warmly and softly at her.
He Bing's already red eyes were instantly covered with a layer of crystal mist.
She seemed about to cry.
Ye Ming was immediately in a panic. She rarely cried, and he couldn't stand her crying, "What's wrong with you?"
He Bing bit her red lips with her teeth, and then said, "Go away and don't come back again. I don't want to see you again in the future."
Ye Ming hesitated.
"I don't like people who come and go in my life, and come and go. No matter you are him or not, I will slowly forget him in the future. People who died three years ago are not only him, but also others.
Bing, the He Bing of the past, the He Bing who would not hesitate to fly a moth to the flame for love, is also dead."
The former He Bing is dead.
When she committed suicide three years ago by slitting her wrists.
When she came to the tombstone, she suddenly felt that her life had come to an end.
Living is meaningless.
She cut her wrist deeply with a sharp blade and killed herself.
From now on, she will never let him rely on her love again.
He Bing didn't look at him again, she got up and left.
she left.
Ye Ming raised his handsome eyelids to look at her. Many passers-by came over, and her beautiful figure gradually disappeared from his sight.
He knew that this time she was really gone.
Won't come back again.
Ye Ming felt that his heart had been hollowed out. This feeling of loss almost drove him crazy and made him crazy.
Putting one hand on the ground, he slowly stood up.
"Sir, you are injured, I will take you to the hospital!" At this time, the driver of the big truck hurried over and reached out to help Ye Ming.
Ye Ming pushed the driver away. Without prosthetic limbs or crutches, he moved and jumped forward.
His empty trouser legs were still seeping with blood, but he didn't feel any pain. The man jumped forward slowly, smoothly and forcefully, without feeling downcast or embarrassed at all.
This man has a vicissitudes of time and a benevolent power that seeps out little by little, making people look up to him.
Although he only has one left leg left, his left leg is strong and full of strength.
Even if this man lost one leg, he was still full of courage.
The contours of Ye Ming's face were stiff, his jaw was tight and cold, and his beautiful thin lips were pursed tightly until they turned white. He was really scary like this, and the crowd of onlookers automatically gave way.
He walked through the crowd and saw her. He Bing bent down and prepared to get in the car.
At this time, a strong strong arm wrapped around her waist, and the man hugged her from behind. She heard his gentle breathing, heard the "dong-dong" pulse coming from his heart, and also heard
He whispered in a hoarse voice, "Bingbing~"
Bingbing~
He is calling her name.
He is indeed Ye Ming.
This is the real Ye Ming.
He Bing froze, and after a few seconds, she struggled quickly to push him away.
"Bingbing, I'm sorry."
what did he say?
He said Bingbing, I'm sorry.
"I'm sorry, you said too much and I don't want to hear it."
At this time, the man's heavy body pressed up from behind, and his head rested on her fragrant shoulder.
"Ye Ming, let go!"
"Bingbing, you should know that I don't want to let go. I have never thought of letting go of your hand. Even if I only have one leg, I will run to you desperately and come to you, but..." He did not say any more.
but what?
But he has his responsibilities and beliefs, and he has his country. All choices are made in one thought, but he may have to suffer for it for half his life.
These past three years have been difficult for her.
How could he have an easier time?
He Bing was silent for a moment, then turned her head. Only then did she realize that the man had closed his eyes and that he had lost consciousness.
However, he did not fall down.
He Bing has never met a man like him. Now he only has one leg standing on the ground. He was hit by a car. His iron body could not hold on and he fell into a coma. But he still stood upright, even if he hoisted
The strong arm around her waist is still so strong.
He seemed to be just tired, so he closed his eyes and squinted.
Maybe, this is why she loves him.
There was a kind of power in him that deeply attracted her, making her love and look up to him almost religiously.
After Ye Ming, there would be no more Ye Ming, and she would never be able to fall in love with anyone else in her life.
He Bing stretched out her fingers tremblingly and touched his cold, handsome face full of vicissitudes of life.