Lu Xiaotang trembling and tucking out his mobile phone from his pocket.Blood blurred the keyboard, and she couldn’t see the numbers.Deep breath, the pain drilled deep into the bone marrow.

Soberly.She ordered herself to stay awake.As soon as she relaxes, she faints.

The trembling fingers barely found a number, she could not see clearly, only knew that it was an acquaintance, and was connected...

“What’s so late, little man?”On the other end of the phone, there was a lazy voice of Murong Yuchuan.

“Come to the rich house.I am here—”

“Doesn’t he live in the suburbs, why are you there in the middle of the night?”

"Don't fuck off... talk, it's late... I'll strangle...you."

“Fuck, how did you speak, what happened?”Murong Yuchuan jumped out of his seat and the dinner plate hit Aristotle’s face.

“What happened, brother?”

Looking forward and Seto Mei Naiko were surprised to see Murong Yuchuan.

Murong Yuchuan nervously said to Mei Naiko: "Manaizi, you call Jokai, let him find someone to go to the suspect Hou Fugui's house, Lu Xiaotang was injured."

The face of Mei Naiko has also changed, too late to ask, Murong Yuchuan has run out of the school cafeteria.

***************

An hour later.

When Murong Yuchuan found Lu Xiaotang among the barren grass on the roadside, she was already in a semi-conscious state.The clothes were covered in blood.

Murong Yuchuan lifted her up to her arms and clapped her face hard, shouting her name.

Lu Xiaotang opened his eyes impotently and looked at Murong Yuchuan.“Are you trying to get revenge on me?”

“Where did you get hurt?”Murong Yuchuan asked.

“The waist.”

Murong Yuchuan looked down and reached out to pull up her clothes.

"Laughter-" Lu Xiaotang did not know where to produce a force, raising his hand to Murong Yuchuan slap.

"Fuck, life is fast to keep, just go for nothing."“Hey, don’t move!”

Lu Xiaotang suddenly quieted, perhaps without strength.

Murong Yuchuan straight air conditioning."It's a gunshot wound, damn it."

He hurriedly looked around, and finally pulled out a box of cigarettes, pulled out a cigarette, tore it open, and sprinkled the smoke inside on the wound.Then pull out the handkerchief and hold the wound.Tear your t-shirt into strips and wrap yourself in a thick tangent around the waist.

Lu Xiaotang leans against Murong Yuchuan's shoulders, his lips are blue, his eyes are weak, and he looks at him with impotent eyes, and he is struggling to show a smile.

Murong Yuchuan's heart is a hard-hitting.

He looked at the road, and Jokai they had not yet arrived.There was no passing car, not one.The body of the twilight is getting softer.

The cold night was empty.

Murong Yuchuan has never been so helpless as he is now.

The terrible experience of the loss of Mei Naiko that night once again awakened in the depths of his soul, drilled out of his body, and stared at him with his eyes.

“I’m leaving now!”He gritted his teeth, made up his mind, took up the small berm, and walked over the rubble with one foot shallow.Lu Xiaotang's head rested on his shoulder feeble, her voice like a murmur, "I am not... very heavy, you walk ... walk so slowly."

“Yes, you should lose weight.”

"Chu, it's... you're too bad."

...

Jokai sat in the position of the 120 emergency vehicle co-pilot, looking at the front with a wrong look, the headlights split a glaring gap in the dark night.Menaiko and other medical staff sat in the back.

“There—” Jokai exclaimed, startling everyone in the car.

There was a motorcycle in the light of the headlights.There were two people sitting on top of me, with Murong Yuchuan in front of him.He tied the thigh to his back.

Everyone immediately stopped, got out of the car, and carried Lu Xiaotang into the emergency vehicle with seven hands and eight feet.Turn the head in the direction and drive to the city with brilliant lights.

Life is like a play, also like a dream - Lu Xiaotang's hazy eyes look at Murong Yuchuan and Mei Naiko's gradually blurred face, the heart remembers such a word.

You never know what will happen tomorrow, and you often can’t tell whether what you’re going through is an illusion or a real one.