Song Xiao'e opened her eyes wide, like a drowning person who finally emerged from the water, and took a long breath.
For a moment just now, she almost collapsed.
When she started experiencing dizziness, she realized something was wrong, but it was too late and she quickly lost control of her body.
It's like taking an anesthetic.
That state of being half asleep, with a vague consciousness, able to sense movement in the outside world, but unable to control the body or even move a finger.
Such despair, as if he was revisiting the scene of an accident a few years ago. But that time, he was there, and now, he is next to him, right next to him... That kind of fear, darkness, and the thought of him...
In front of her...the picture was so clear that it broke her heart and made her feel worse than death!
Boom.
She rolled out of bed. The quilt slid down and she was already dressed, but she didn't care about it because she could feel what happened. She knew that he dressed herself, put her on the bed, and gave her
Cover yourself with quilt and tell yourself 'it's okay'...
She could feel it. She climbed a few meters, and her body's consciousness gradually recovered. Then she tried to stand up slowly with the help of a chair, but failed. But she did not give up, and kept trying, climbing towards the bathroom while trying.
Finally, when I turned a corner, I held on to the wall and climbed up.
"Chen, Chen Fu?"
She walked close to the wall and touched the door frame. There was no light on, there was only a little light, and she saw him sitting on the toilet, his head and hands hanging down.
Chen Fu raised his head slightly, his hair covering his eyes.
Song Xiao'e's tears fell. His hands, from arms to fingers, seemed to have burst from the inside, and the skin and flesh were shockingly torn apart. Especially the ten fingers, several of them had been deformed, with bones visible, and blood dripping from them.
There was a pool of blood on the floor beneath his hands.
"don't want--"
She was about to turn around and go out, but was stopped by Chen Fu. She calmed down and said with a trembling voice, "I, I won't call the doctor, I, I will get the medicine bag..." Seeing that he remained silent, she hurried out.
, but because she was in a hurry and her body was weak, she walked more than ten meters away.
She fell down three or four times. When she finally found the medicine bag in the suitcase, she took a few more steps and stumbled again... But she didn't care about herself at all, kneeling before him.
Looking at his hands in front of him, his pale lips kept shaking, and his hands were also shaking.
"I'm fine..."
"Woo——"
It was okay to remain silent. As soon as Chen Fu opened his mouth, Song Xiao'e collapsed and burst into tears. She opened the medicine package, but she didn't have enough strength to open it, so she bit it with her teeth several times, and finally snapped
'In a moment, all the contents inside were spilled out and scattered all over the floor. She was a little at a loss and took advantage of a little light to find disinfectant and bandages... At this time, Chen Fu lowered his head and kissed her head gently.
She was shocked, and then seemed to be injected with her soul, and she calmed down a lot. She touched the disinfectant, but still didn't have the strength to unscrew it, so she held it with both hands and turned it around with her teeth... This simple action exhausted her almost
With all his strength, his whole body was wet with sweat.
"I, just now..."
"Don't talk..." Song Xiao'e poured disinfectant on his arm, carefully applied it to every part with a cotton swab, and gently wrapped it with a bandage...
Chen Fu didn't listen and said slowly, "Sitting here, I keep thinking in my mind, if I don't wake up..."
She paused.
Chen Fu's voice began to tremble, "I have imagined a hundred, a thousand possibilities. Every possibility, every picture, is in my mind..."
"Stop talking..." Song Xiaoyu bit her lip and couldn't hold back her tears. But suddenly, she was shocked. Tears fell from her head, hitting her head, face, hands...
heart.
"I, I, want to beat him to death, tear him to pieces, tear off his hands, feet, fingers, toes, and head, all one by one, I..."
Gritting his teeth, Chen Fu slowly shook his head, his voice hoarse, "But, I can't, I can't, you said, can't kill, can't, I, my mother can't have a murderer's son, I, I..." He raised his head
He raised his face, flattened his mouth, shed tears, and spread his hands, "I don't understand, I don't understand why, you asked me to believe it, I just believe it, but I don't understand, why me
,It's always me, I..."
"No, no..." Song Xiao'e kept shaking her head and went to hold his face. However, after the last question, his breath was choked, his head tilted, and he fell down. She widened her eyes and controlled
He kept saying "Ah" and letting out a distorted scream.
"Chen Fu, Chen Fu——"
She supported him, and then they both fell to the ground. She shouted his name and called for help, "Help, come, help-", but after shouting several times, she suddenly stopped again.
Chen Fu in her arms grabbed her clothes, his hands that were frighteningly cracked and fleshy were held tightly.
After pausing for a few seconds, she seemed to be waking up from a dream, holding his head and rocking it gently like a baby, with a trembling tone, "Okay, okay, we won't call the doctor, we won't go to the hospital, I won't go to the hospital -
"As she spoke, her tears became more and more intense.
…
Snap.
Half an hour later, the lights in the hall were turned on.
Song Xiao'e came out of the corridor covered in blood. She immediately saw Bi Siwen sitting in the middle. He was slumped on a chair, unable to move.
"Gu——"
When he saw her, he actually smiled strangely, his eyes were cruel, resentful, and ferocious. But he couldn't speak because his jaw was broken. It looked like someone grabbed his chin and then crushed it to pieces.
His body was crooked, his tongue was hanging out, he was croaking, and blood was flowing all over his body.
Song Xiao'e stood in front of him for a while with the light behind her.
The violent arrogance in Bisven's eyes disappeared little by little, and was gradually replaced by panic. He had ravaged countless women, and he knew women too well.
"call--"
However, Song Xiao'e was discouraged and ultimately did not do anything to him further. She turned around and found her mobile phone on the sofa.
Bi Siwen breathed a sigh of relief. For a moment just now, he really felt the murderous intent of the woman in front of him, and it was definitely not false.
"Hello--"
Song Xiao'e made the call, then turned around and looked at him. Her eyes were like ice, and the anger in her voice was like a roaring wave that covered the sky and blocked the sun.