Meng Beichen lay on his side and looked at her, and something called stability finally flashed through his heart. Did he succeed in his plan? If not, she would really ignore him.
"Xing'er, would you like to go home?"
"I told you that you have to go to the hospital. Where can I find a doctor at home!" She started shouting angrily, ignored him, started the car and drove to the nearest hospital nearby.
Meng Beichen saw that the little girl in the past could even drive a car now and was really independent. However, he had to make her rely on him again, this time for a lifetime.
"Xing'er, I'm being hunted and can't go to the hospital." After a long time, he said to her softly.[
Han Yixing was startled, stepped on the brakes quickly, turned around, and looked at him in disbelief. For a moment, he couldn't find anything to say.
Meng Beichen stretched out his hand to cover his forehead and said calmly: "Are you afraid that I will cause trouble? You can throw me down here."
His voice was very light, as ethereal as air.
Han Yixing wanted to cry. Did he think she was really that heartless? She bit her lip and said nothing. She turned the car around and took him directly to her home.
Meng Beichen sighed from behind the car, "Han Yixing, I can only use this method to provoke you."
When he returned to her house, he was about to fall asleep. When Han Yixing saw that the blood on his body was almost staining the back seat red, he became anxious and wanted to call Ke Lei, but he suddenly opened his eyes again.
.
As if he sensed her intention, he grabbed her and said, "Help me up, don't panic, I'm fine."
He was covered in blood, and she could see it even in the dark. How could he be okay? When they arrived at the community, security guards immediately came over and beat them both in confusion.
Han Yixing held his breath, but Meng Beichen asked nonchalantly: "Is there any problem?"
"Um, Miss Han, this is..."
"He's me, he's my friend. Let's go in first." Han Yixing answered casually, and quickly helped him walk inside. He was really afraid that he would faint and fall to the ground in the next second.
"Meng Beichen, how do you feel?"
"It hurts..."
His voice was low, and Han Yixing became even more frightened, and his hand trembling when he reached for the key.