He just strangled my neck. If Xiaobin hadn't stopped him, he might have become a lonely ghost by now!
I don't want to admit that Liu Jie is a cruel lunatic, I am only willing to accept that he has mental problems!
I was thinking about all kinds of questions. Did Li Sijia and the others know that Zhang Yujie and I were thrown here? They probably didn’t know, because they hadn’t heard their voices before. Moreover, if they came over, even if Xiaobin wouldn’t let us go to the hospital
, how could they just watch helplessly?
I don’t know how long it took, but I finally felt my fingers move.[
I tried to raise my eyelids a little, and the sun's dazzling rays suddenly penetrated into the slits of my eyes.
I slammed my eyes shut again. After feeling that my body was gradually regaining strength and control, I turned my body slightly to the side, and then slowly opened my eyes.
What caught my eye was Zhang Yujie who still had his eyes wide open!
Zhang Yujie was lying on his back, his mouth wide open, as if he had seen something horrifying. His face was stained with blood, some sticky, some solidified, and twisted into a piece.
"Zhang Yujie!" When I saw his look like this, I couldn't help but want to cry: "How are you!"
I picked up Zhang Yujie and shook his head.
Zhang Yujie still had his eyes wide open, his mouth wide open, and his eyes staring blankly upward.
Shivering, I took out the mobile phone in my pocket, pulled out Zhao Wusheng's phone number and played it.
"Brother Zhao, Zhang Yujie just hit Liu Jie on his back, and he seems to be very serious now..." I explained the situation incoherently, and Zhao Wusheng told me to take Zhang Yujie to the school gate, and he would be there soon.
I carried Zhang Yujie on my back, let him rest on my shoulders, and moved towards the school gate.
I comforted myself in my heart that Zhang Yujie must be fine, otherwise Xiaobin and the others would not have really refused to send us to the hospital. If something happened, they would not be able to bear the responsibility...
I carried Zhang Yujie on my back and prayed in my heart. When I arrived at the school gate, I put him on the side of the road and looked anxiously at the end of the road.
Cars kept passing by, but none of them stopped. During this period, I kept calling Zhang Yujie and shaking his shoulders, trying to revive him, but to no avail.