Only then did the crowd react, Hou Xiaofeng rushed forward, and together with several strong boys, he lifted the Christmas trees that were pressing on Luo Yichen and Su Rourou to the side.
At this time, Luo Yichen was already unconscious, and even his breathing was very weak. The blood flowed down his cheeks to his neck, staining the little black dress on him dark red.
Su Rourou just felt that there was no oxygen in her brain, she couldn't think, she couldn't breathe, even her heartbeat seemed to have stopped.
In the distance, the sound of an ambulance sounded... Immediately afterwards, a group of nurses in white clothes rushed into the auditorium carrying a stretcher.
In the chaos, no one noticed that An Yirou was sitting in a dark corner with a ferocious sneer on his face.
Su Rourou, originally the person I wanted to hurt was you, but... it seems more interesting this way. Seeing the person you love the most leave you, you must be dying, right? For so many years, I can finally get back the hardships I have suffered!
... ...
Su Rourou didn't know how she got through the most desperate night. That snowy Christmas Eve was the coldest winter in her memory.
She wandered back and forth like an unconscious puppet outside the emergency room, praying silently in her heart, looking forward to the moment when the door opened, the doctor would smile and say to her: "Congratulations, the patient is out of danger."
However, 5-6 hours passed, and the door of the emergency room was still tightly closed.
As time passed by every minute and every second, the fear and despair in Su Rourou's heart became more and more magnified and magnified. Luo Yichen has become an indispensable person in her life, she cannot live without him!
She didn't dare to imagine the days without his company... how she would go on alone.
He Xiaojie, Xie Xiaoqiu, Lin Xi, and Lan Xi'er sat side by side on the bench outside the emergency room, with sad expressions on their faces.
Especially He Xiaojie, she has already regarded Luo Yichen as a bole and herself as a thousand-mile horse. She hasn't been able to repay her Bole well yet, but he had such an accident...
He Yanzhi, Hou Xiaofeng, and Wang Xu are boys, so they are quite sensible. They walked behind Su Rourou and said softly: "Rourou, there is no way for you to go on like this, go and eat something first!"
Su Rourou opened her big blank eyes and mechanically shook her head: "I'm not hungry..."
She wasn't hungry, she wasn't sleepy, and she wasn't in pain... From the moment Luo Yichen closed her eyes, all her senses had lost consciousness.
"Then sit down and rest for a while, you have been standing for several hours in a row." He Yanzhi's heart clenched, not just because of Luo Yichen, but because he didn't want to see her sad...
"Rourou, I know you're sad, but in fact I'm sad too." He Xiaojie couldn't help wiping away her tears, then stepped forward and put her arms around her thin shoulders, "But, there is always something to eat! If you starve yourself to death, Luo Yichen will feel so distressed when he wakes up!"
In Su Rourou's mind, the words Luo Yichen said to herself on her seventeenth birthday suddenly sounded.
[No matter what happens, you must eat well. You are not allowed to hurt yourself, or... I will be sad.]
Thinking of this, there were tears in her already dry eyes: "Well, I will eat."