Bo Jinghan's eyes swept across the carpet bit by bit.
The girl who had been carried out of the restaurant was placed in the same pose as in the restaurant, lying on the blood-soaked carpet.
Pale face, desperate eyes, hideous injuries...
This shocking scene was like strips of white silk, strangling Bo Jinghan's throat, locking her body, making her unable to move, frozen at the door, and kept turning on the light.
Likewise, this scene is also a key, unlocking the shackles deep in her memory.
Like, so similar!
The fragments in my memory seemed to overlap again with the scene in front of me.
vomit--
The smell of blood stimulated her sense of smell and made her gag.
Fear? Panic? Panic?
No, these words are not enough to describe her mood at the moment.
Whoever it is, no matter how strong his willpower is, he will be imprisoned for six days and see such scenes one after another in one night, and he will go crazy!
What's more, she...she was sitting in a pool of blood just now and touched that woman...
ah--
ah--
The screams were roaring in my heart.
But Bo Jinghan's throat could not make any sound.
She curled up and forced herself not to look, but the smell of blood permeated every corner of the room, pervasive.
There is no way out, no place to escape.
Bo Jinghan could only make himself shrink into a corner as much as possible, ordering himself not to think about things that he shouldn't think about, not to recall, not to look at.
But the more she acted like this, the more deeply entangled the memory and the scene before her became, overlapping and appearing in her increasingly chaotic mind.
Hot tears fell unconsciously.
It was as if the tear ducts had collapsed and burst out.
Bo Jinghan closed his eyes, hugged his body with his hands, and used his remaining reason to fight against the almost crazy fear in his heart.
Save her, who can save her?
Who can reach out to her at this time?
Who can give her a hug at this time?
Who can, who can...
——"Don't have expectations, expectations are the root of all misfortunes!"
Grandpa's teachings suddenly came into my head.
But the sudden awakening could not withstand the frightened and complicated mood in the end.
Gradually, her eyes seemed to be separated by a layer of blood-colored haze. Even if the light in the room was bright, what she saw seemed to be a blur.
Blood, blood everywhere!
Bo Jinghan could hardly bear it and buried his head between his knees.
She subconsciously hugged herself tightly to keep the baby safe in her mother's body.
The yacht suddenly shook.
A sea breeze flowed into the house, diluting the smell of blood in the house.
"Jinghan!"
Who added her?
This voice is so familiar...
Bo Jinghan raised his head in a daze and followed his instinct to follow the sound.
His empty eyes looked unfocused at the figure coming in through the broken window.
In the blurred vision, the familiar figure swayed slightly.
He... is here?!
——Lu Yan!
Whispering, Bao Jinghan's lips trembled slightly, but he couldn't find his own voice.
She only felt a pair of strong arms hugging her tightly, not expecting the embarrassment all over her body, and pulling her into that warm and familiar embrace.
"Jinghan, look at me! Call me, Jinghan, Jinghan——"
