At this moment, I hated her extremely. I hated her ignorance and her smartness.
It was she who crushed her happiness with her own hands. She destroyed God's gift and favor to her with her own hands.
"Ye Ruoyi! Are you satisfied now!" I yelled at her. Tears and saliva burst out. "How many more people do you want to kill before you are satisfied!"
Ye Ruoyi got down from the car in a daze and looked at Fang Ya in my arms.
She shook her head at a loss, "How is this possible... How is this possible... I, I didn't want to! Why! How could this happen! How could this happen!" As she said this, she hugged her head tightly and screamed crazily. I know,
At this moment, her nerves were on the verge of collapse. The unbearable mental pain was her greatest torture.
Fang Ya moved her fingers and stretched forward with all her strength, as if she wanted to hug Ye Ruoyi's trembling body, but unfortunately, she was unable to do so.
His voice became weaker and weaker, even to the point of moaning, "Miss Zoey, don't cry. It's not your fault. You are not at fault... Ahem, cough, cough. Don't make it difficult for yourself to bear the pain...Miss Zoey, let go."
Let Miss Ruoxi go, let Master Mu go. Let go of yourself too. Don’t hurt Miss Ruoxi anymore, and don’t hurt yourself anymore... Although you have lost love, you still have something more worth cherishing.
.Isn’t it? Miss Zoey...I like your smile. Can you smile? You are the most beautiful when you smile..."
Ye Ruoyi covered her head, she was escaping from this cruel reality.
"Stop talking... don't! I'll take you to the hospital, I'll take you to the hospital!" Ye Ruoyi took Fang Ya's hand. At that moment, I saw an expression that Fang Ya had never seen before. She was so approachable.
peaceful.
I think, at this moment, Fang Ya is happy.
His love was no longer obscure. It finally made a loud noise in this form. It finally won Zoey's attention.
But, my dear Fang Ya, will the price be too high?
It turns out that love can be sublimated in this way. From gorgeous to cruel.
I watched Ye Ruoyi cry silently, and watched Fang Ya smile and close her eyes.
At that moment I realized that life and love are equally fragile!
I used to think that all love stories must be earth-shattering and weeping ghosts and gods to be considered perfect. I used to think that only incomplete love is the most beautiful... I used to think that everyone's love must be vigorous in order to be called love... I used to think that everyone's love must be vigorous and vigorous to be called love...
I think that all love has flowers before the moon and under the moon, vowing to be eternally eternal...
Now, looking at Fang Ya lying in my arms, I realize that the long-lasting love is just as moving.
Who is the passer-by in someone's life, who is the wheel of life, the dust of the past life, the wind of this life, the endless sad soul. In the end, no one belongs to anyone else.
Fang Ya is not dead.
When he was sent to the hospital, the congestion in his brain could not be eliminated, and the back of his brain was severely damaged, resulting in shock and coma.
The doctor said, "The function of his cerebral cortex was severely damaged. The victim was in an irreversible deep coma and lost consciousness. However, the subcortical center could maintain spontaneous breathing and heartbeat. In other words, the patient became a vegetative state. My condolences and mercy."
The doctor's professional voice sounded so cold and ruthless, like the God of Death pronouncing a death sentence.
Vegetative? Haha, an empty shell that can only breathe for the rest of its life.
This outcome was something I couldn't have predicted.