When Xiao Han received the call from Duo Duo, the two of them couldn't help exchanging greetings.
But Duo Duo was taken aback by Xiao Han's weak voice.
"What's the matter, Xiao Han, have a cold?" Duo Duo asked strangely.
From the last time I saw her, I felt that she was hiding something from her, but Xiao Han refused to say it.
Holding the mobile phone, Xiao Han squeezed his hand, his eyes were slightly red, and after a long while he slowly let go, pulling out an arc with difficulty.
"Forget the beginning, I'm okay." Xiao Han looked at the boy lying in the intensive care unit lying unconscious, his legs were soft, and she could hardly support her body.
She refused to say, Duo, I don't know how to help her, and it's hard to ask.
"Okay, pay attention to your body, I will visit you when I have time."
Hearing Duo Duo's words, the mask Xiao Han had been disguising was lifted, and tears fell silently.
"Wangchu, thank you." In this life, she has only one friend who can comfort her.
Before Duoduo could respond, Xiao Han hung up the phone by himself.
Duo Duo ran into An Chen's eyes with a sad look, and An Chen asked in a puzzled manner, "What's the problem?"
Duo Duo shook his head, Xiao Han always didn't like others talking about her. This was the case since college.
In college, Xiao Han worked in a bar, and even so, she never asked her why.
Only once, when she saw Xiao Han shut herself in the toilet, she cried so much.
Xiao Han hung up the phone, and the two lay on the transparent window, looking at the pair of bills in their hands, closed their eyes, and picked up the phone.
"Hey, I promised to go to him."
After speaking, Xiao Han dropped his hands weakly.
Seeing himself reflected on the glass window, Xiao Han really wanted to step forward and slap himself a few times.
She said it was the last time, but what can we do
Watching him die slowly because of no medicine
Xiao Han squatted weakly on the ground, the bill in his hand was blown up by the wind, flying in the empty corridor, like snowflakes flying all over the sky...
Pushing open the door, the room was still dim, and Xiao Han almost couldn't see the way.
Even in the dark, Xiao Han could still clearly feel a tall man sitting beside the big bed.
Seeing her open the door, the cigarette butt in the man's hand was wiped out, and he stood up and walked towards Xiao Han.
Xiao Han's footsteps froze, his hair on his body stood up, almost trying to grab the door.
Without saying anything, the man began to take off her clothes, put his head on her neck, sniffing the smell that made him obsessed.
Feeling the trembling of Xiao Han's body, the man slowed down, but only after a two-second pause, Xiao Han was thrown onto the bed by the man.
"No." Xiao Han said subconsciously.
The man slowly unbuttoned the suit, separated his legs on Xiao Han's body, and put Xiao Han's hands on both sides of her head with big hands.
"No?" The man's low voice sounded in the dim room, which aroused Xiao Han's curiosity to see the man clearly.
This was the second time Xiao Han listened to a man's voice. The first time she calculated him and herself, he subconsciously called a woman's name.
Listening to the name should be a woman, is it the woman he really loves
Feeling the trance of the woman under him, the man squeezed Xiao Han's chin, a little bit fierce.
This night, doomed to sleepless...
In another city, when Tang Yichen arrived at the group, he saw Jiulong rushing in, looking at Tang Yichen in a panic.
Tang Yichen raised his black eyes carelessly, took a cold look at Jiulong, and continued to lower his head to give instructions on the document.