Xia Yanxi ran to the ambulance with a pale face and said in a trembling voice, "Wait..."
Her heart was hanging in her throat, and her eyes were fixed on the body covered with white cloth.
Seeing Xia Yanxi's expression, the medical staff asked doubtfully, "Do you know the deceased?"
Xia Yanxi said with a trembling voice, "I might know you. Can you let me take a look?"
As she spoke, she clenched her hands into fists, and her nails dug into her palms, leaving deep red marks.
She couldn't describe her mood at the moment. She was just afraid that the person who died would really be Qiao Yanli.
Although they have not known each other for a long time, he has helped her -
Subconsciously, she thought he was a good person.
The nurse pulled away the white cloth, and Xia Yanxi saw the young face covered in blood, and her heavy heart slowly relaxed.
Fortunately, it's not him.
"Sorry, it's not someone I know."
Xia Yanxi closed her red eyes, turned around, pushed aside the crowd, and walked back slowly.
However, after walking a few steps, she suddenly felt a familiar and cold gaze fall on her. She quickly raised her long eyelashes and looked across the road.
The tall and straight man stood under the dim street light, with one hand in his trouser pocket and a cigarette in the other hand, and he slowly exhaled a mouthful of white smoke from his thin lips.
Xia Yanxi's heart, which had just returned to its original position, started beating suddenly again.
Why is he standing there
Did he see all of her panicked look just now
He was standing at the intersection, and if he wanted to go back to his grandma's house, he had to pass by him.
Xia Yanxi put her hands into her coat pockets, and a thin layer of sweat formed on her palms.
Taking a deep breath, she slowly walked towards the other side of the road.
As she moved, he increased the speed of smoking, and the green and white smoke curled up, adding a hint of hidden depth to his handsome face.
Because she was in a hurry, she only put on a short coat over her pajamas and slippers on her feet. Her thin figure looked too delicate in the night wind, and her long hair draped over her shoulders blew down to her cheeks, hanging low. Her eyebrows made her look worried.
Didi didi—
A van was driving by. Xia Yanxi lowered her head and did not notice the traffic light. She was still driving forward.
When she heard the sound of the horn, she looked sideways and saw that the van was about to hit her. Just as she was about to hide, someone was one step faster than her.
Her slender waist was hugged tightly, and she walked to the side of the road to avoid the van that almost hit her.
Xia Yanxi's heart palpitated when she thought that she had almost died under the wheel.
As soon as the man's hands around her waist were released, she took a few steps back unsteadily. She raised her long eyelashes and looked at the man with a cold face. She opened her mouth, and just when she was about to say something, he yelled at her fiercely, "You are twenty years old, and you still don't know how to be careful when crossing the road? You lower your head, what are you thinking about?"
The hard tone was sharp and majestic. Xia Yanxi suddenly thought of the dean when she was studying.
The hands hanging by her sides tightened slightly. She raised her eyes and met his deep and sharp black eyes. Like a primary school student who made a mistake, she said in a voice as loud as a mosquito, "Thank you for saving me just now. Next time , I will be careful..."
But the man didn't give up there, and still scolded her several times with a cold face. Xia Yanxi knew that he was doing it for her own good, so she just lowered her head and did not say anything to refute.
After he finished speaking, she bit her lip and whispered, "Mr. Qiao, it's already very late. You should go back to the hotel and rest early!"