Chapter 691 : Doomsday Valentine's Day: Ice Sculptures on the Equator
Ah! A bunch of bastards dared to stop him, I thought and waved my hand, but my hand was like a piece of air, passing directly through the person's body
In the misty drizzle, a fight took place outside the holy church. Yan Ye saw Jun Li as his enemy. Although in the end he still asked the group of bodyguards to stop him, he was also slightly injured.
I sat in the passenger seat and looked at his anxious expression. I wanted to be happy, but I couldn't laugh.
This route should be heading to the hospital. He is going to find me! The church is in the south of Anyang, far away from the People's Hospital. As Yan Yeyi drove all the way anxiously, I finally saw the two words "hospital" in the sky.
It's over, I had already had a car accident when he left the church, so if he goes to the hospital later, he will be faced with the lie that my mother cursed me to die.
No, no, he will go crazy
"Bah..." I was just trying to think of a way to stop him when the car suddenly braked and Yan Ye slammed the door. I immediately looked ahead, which was the intersection where I had the accident.
The traffic police were cleaning up the scene. The blood mixed with the rain rendered a large zebra crossing. Yan Yeyi seemed to have seen something.
I rushed to the green lawn, picked up a direct-version mobile phone, and was stunned for a moment with a cold expression, then rushed into the hospital.
He anxiously pulled away from the crowd, ran to the corridor entrance, directly climbed the stairs, and waited until he kicked my ward with a "bang"
Seeing the empty hospital bed, Yan Ye immediately realized something and turned around to run out of the room.
With a "pop" sound, the mother standing outside the door raised her palm and slapped Yan Yeyi hard on the face.
Yan Ye turned her face to one side and trembled without saying a word. She pushed her mother away and rushed to the operating room.
"That's where the accident happened while she was watching your wedding. She's gone, so just let her go!" Mom turned her back to Yan Yeyi, and the last sentence was almost yelled out.
Yan Yeyi stopped and lowered his head so that I couldn't see his expression clearly. My mother snatched the phone from Yan Yeyi's hand and gradually disappeared at the other end of the corridor.
Yan Ye's back, which had always been upright, was like an ice sculpture abandoned on the equator, melting little by little...
For a long time, I wanted to comfort him, but then I realized how ridiculous I was
Why is this happening? Why is the world so unfair?
Yan Yeyi walked out of the hospital with dejected steps. He always lowered his head, burying his sadness under his long sea of flow.