SAYE/Act Wildly

Chapter 11

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The moment I jumped out of the window, the cold wind poured into my breath, then penetrated into the pores, and finally penetrated into the body.

Cool.

The broken glass under the window sill made a few short and crisp noises under his feet, and Jiang Cheng felt that he was choking up and finally disappeared.

The sky outside has been completely dark, there are no street lights, and the moon does not know where, only the faint light from the windows of each house, it can be vaguely seen that this is the back of a building butt, and the large area has not been cleaned. The snow has passed.

Jiang Cheng took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket and pressed it on, stepping on the snow with one foot deep and one foot shallow. He walked forward from the back of the building to the end of the small street.

There is a small factory ahead, there is no way here.

He stopped and stood in the dark.

After the eruption, he slowly calmed down in the cold wind, and now he was a little at a loss.

where to

For what

There is no goal and no purpose.

He looked down at the time on the phone, wondering what he should do now.

It was so fucking cold, I forgot to put on my jacket when I jumped out.

There was a dirty mark on the phone screen. He wiped it with his finger. The previous mark was not erased, but another one was added.

It was too dark around him, and he couldn't see what it was, only vaguely felt that his fingers were wet.

But soon he reacted and took a picture of his finger at the screen of the phone.

Blood.

"Fuck me," he whispered.

It's kind of scary, full of blood.

His hands were numb with cold, and he didn't feel any pain. He even looked for it before he saw the opening in his palm.

It's deep, and the blood is still pouring out.

Jiang Cheng touched the pockets of his trousers, but didn't even find a piece of paper, so he pulled up a corner of the sweater and grabbed it firmly in his palm.

In such a cold day, I didn't even freeze the wound.

… Yeah, such a cold day.

Not even a jacket.

It's dying!

Until this moment, Jiang Cheng felt a bitter chill as if he was suddenly woken up.

No coat, no money, and the blood flow is endless.

He judged the direction, and ran to the fork leading to the side street. Li Baoguo said that there is a community hospital there. You can get someone to bandage it first, and it will still be warm.

After running for a few steps, he was too cold to handle it. From running to jumping, he could not even feel the warmth of his breath.

It's so fucking cold!

Li Baoguo said that the community hospital was not very obvious, and he was really right. It was more than not obvious. Jiang Cheng only saw it after running past.

Even the lights were not turned on.

… No lights on

He was stunned, did not turn on the light

Then he took a second look at the closed door and saw a sign hanging on the door. His eyes were trembling with cold, and he could see clearly that the doctor was going home for dinner.

"... No!" He knocked on the door twice without responding.

There was still a phone number on the sign, but he didn't make a call, and waited for the doctor to come over after making a call. He was probably frozen to death here.

He frowned and turned to look next to him.

Gu Fei's shop was about five meters away, and the lights were on.

Although he is very unwilling to be seen by Gu Fei in embarrassment again, but... it's so fucking cold!

He leaped over and opened the door of the shop, and opened the leather curtain.

The warmth on his face made his stiff and cramped body suddenly relax.

But then he was stunned again, a little embarrassed.

I don't know why he feels embarrassed every time he enters Gu Fei's shop.

Last time it was not the clearing where the good bird was sitting. Now there is a small table. The electric stove on the table is burning. A pot of steaming... It's probably mutton soup, he smelled it.

Gu Fei was serving soup to Gu Miao.

There was also a woman in her twenties in the position facing the door.

Except for the big difference in age, these three people looked like a family of three, which made Jiang Cheng suddenly feel that he appeared out of nowhere.

"You..." Gu Fei turned his head to see him startled, "What's the matter?"

"Can you not ask?" Jiang Cheng said, "I just... passing by."

"Your friend?" the woman looked at Gu Fei and asked.

"Yeah." Gu Fei stood up, walked to Jiang Cheng, his eyes fell on his hand.

The woman also stood up: "Why..."

"Medicine box." Gu Fei turned around and said.

"Yeah." She walked quickly into the hut.

Gu Miao still sat at the table without moving, holding a spoon tightly in his hand, his eyes widened, and he looked here a little nervously.

Jiang Cheng noticed that Gu Fei had moved a little next to him, blocking Gu Miao's line of sight, and he quickly hid his hands behind him.

"Enter the back room." Gu Fei said.

Jiang Cheng quickly walked into the hut. The woman had already taken out the medicine box. Seeing him coming in, she asked softly: "Hands?"

"Yeah." Jiang Cheng replied, "The community hospital next to..."

"Doctor is eating now," the woman said, "Is it serious? I'll clean up and disinfect for you first."

"It's not serious," Jiang Cheng looked at the medicine box, everything was pretty good, "I can do it myself."

"How hard a hand is," the woman smiled, "I'll help you deal with it faster."

"Stab wound?" Gu Fei came in and asked.

"No." Jiang Cheng hesitated, then let go of the hand that had been holding the sweater.

This release shocked him, and the sweater had been stained with a large amount of blood.

"You..." Gu Fei frowned and looked at his hand, then glanced at the sweater, and said to the woman, "Or I will come."

"It's okay, can I still be scared by this little hurt," the woman smiled and pushed him a bit, "go and accompany Er Miao, I think she was just nervous."

"... Hmm," Gu Fei hesitated for a while, turned around and walked out, after walking two steps, then stopped and turned around, and introduced them to them, "My classmate Jiang Cheng, this my sister, Ding Zhuxin."

"Just call me Sister Xin," Ding Zhuxin smiled, and took Jiang Cheng's hand. "Let me see... the wound seems to be quite deep..."

"Really?" Jiang Cheng replied. (End of this chapter)