Chapter 66 She was angry. The operation was in progress. Xia Cao sat on the long chair in the corridor uneasily, looking at the door of the operating room with blurred eyes.
Suddenly, she thought of her parents, wiped away her tears, and after brewing her emotions for a while, she took out the mobile phone given to her by Li Xuanhao, and tried her best to call her home calmly, "Mom, my brother and I are not going home for lunch today.
.I have a classmate who celebrates his birthday, so I took him to my classmate’s house..."
Mo Mi, Jiang Han, and Ouyang Nuo were all standing in the corridor. They felt a little sorry when they heard her phone call concealing something. After she hung up the phone, all three of them walked towards her in unison.
A few steps closer.
Realizing that they were approaching her, Xia Cao quickly raised her head, looked at them hatefully, and asked angrily: "What hatred do I have with you? Why do you want to hurt me and my family like this?"
"I'm sorry." Ouyang Nuo stood in front of her and took the lead in sincerely apologizing to her, "This time, it was our fault."
"Haha..." Xia Cao cried and laughed, and looked at them separately, "You...are you sorry for me only this time? Haha... I'm afraid it's much more than that, right?"
Yes, they, now that I think about it carefully, they did feel sorry for her more than once. They violently raped her, and they also falsely accused her of being a prostitute, put her in jail, and threatened her...
Well, remembering all the bad behaviors they had towards her in the past, the three of them fell silent. They couldn't help but turn their heads away, not daring to look into her beautiful misty teary eyes with a clear conscience.
For a moment, the corridor was extremely quiet and depressing for you. Jiang Han was the first one who couldn't stand it anymore. He walked to the entrance of the corridor, took out a box of expensive cigarettes, took out one, lit it up, and puffed out the smoke.
Get up.
After a while, Mo Mi walked up, patted his back, smiled gloomily and said, "Give me one."
Jiang Han glanced at him and handed the cigarette case to him. "Take it yourself."
Mo Mi quickly pulled out one, borrowed his lighter to light it, took a gentle breath, and slowly exhaled the misty smoke, which for the first time painted a hint of melancholy on the two people's amazingly handsome faces.
Ouyang Nuo looked at his two friends who were both smoking and did not go over to join them. Instead, he turned to look at Xia Cao's sad little face. He was silent for a few seconds and sat next to her, carefully accompanying her.
The moment he sat next to her, Xia Cao couldn't bear it anymore. She always felt like she was suffocating. She couldn't help but asked coldly: "Can you stop sitting next to me?"
Hearing this, Ouyang Nuo's heart seemed to be hurt unexpectedly, and he said with a slight smile: "I have no other intention, I... just want to be with you."
"I don't need your company." Xia Cao said decisively with an expressionless face.
"Grass, I..."
"Don't call me grass." Hearing him call her grass intimately, Xia Cao became furious. She stood up suddenly and looked at him angrily, "You have no right to call me grass. Only my relatives, my
My friend, only the person I like can call me this. You are not, you are nothing. You are just like them, a bastard who is as bad as an animal."
"..." Ouyang Nuo had nothing to say. Hearing her words and seeing her undiscussed expression of anger, his chest began to ache one after another.
Mo Mi and Jiang Han, who were standing at the entrance of the corridor smoking, also heard her words. Naturally, they felt uncomfortable in their hearts. They paused in their graceful smoking movements.