Chapter 95: Situ Ming is dead?
It was not until two o'clock in the morning that she finished organizing all the information and saved it before taking a shower and resting.
Perhaps what you think about during the day will appear in your dreams at night. She dreamed that Situ Ming died with his eyes open.
In the dream, he was disfigured, with one of his legs empty from the knee down, and he was sitting in a wheelchair, looking at her sadly.
She asked in astonishment, "What happened?" Wasn't he injured on the back of his head? And she had sent him to the hospital? How could this happen?
Did those people come back and catch him? That's impossible!
She was just puzzled when she heard Situ Ming complaining, asking why she didn't wait for him. Was it so difficult to wait for him?
Zhao Xiaoyue stared at the hand pointing at her with wide eyes. The scar on the hand was so obvious that it looked like a burn.
That beautiful hand, the hand with a small red mole on the middle finger, was pointing at himself with its wrinkled face.
Then she saw him crying as if in pain. She wanted to go over to comfort him, but she couldn't get to him.
She looked like she had lost something very important, and she cried so sadly and felt extremely desperate.
Zhao Xiaoyue was so distressed that she kept hitting the invisible wall in front of her, "Situ Ming! Situ Ming, don't cry, don't cry, I really didn't mean it, I'm sorry, I will never leave you again."
She kept apologizing, but the man on the other end seemed not to hear her at all. He continued to cry in pain, accusing her of why she didn't wait for him.
"Okay, okay, stop crying. I'm sorry, I know I was wrong. I'm sorry, please stop crying, okay?"
She just kept saying sorry, "I've already said sorry, what else do you want!"
I woke myself up in a hurry!
Zhao Xiaoyue, sitting on the bed, looked confused. She slapped her face hard with her hand and wiped the cold sweat from her forehead.
Damn, she was scared to death, it turned out to be a dream.
He fell onto the bed like a corpse again. What should I do? What should I do? Could Situ Ming really be dead?
She will go to the hospital to confirm tomorrow. If he still hasn't woken up, she can only use silver needles to prick his acupuncture points.
If she continues to sleep like this, she will probably become a vegetable and die. She will never have peace of mind for the rest of her life.
I must check again tomorrow!
Then I looked at the intricate patterns under the bed until dawn.
Early in the morning, she packed up, took a taxi to the hospital, ran hurriedly to the door of the ward, faced the closed door, and took a deep breath.
She prepared herself mentally and knocked on the door. After three knocks, no one answered, so she rushed in...
Zhao Xiaoyue opened her eyes wide. The bed and quilt were tidy and everything was clean. She stared blankly at the clean ward and tears fell.
Is Situ Ming really dead? Oh my God!
What a joke, he just had an injury on the back of his head, was it necessary for him to die?
then……
“Wuwuwuwu, Brother Ming, you died so tragically~~ Why did you die? Wuwuwuwu…”
Situ Ming's injury had healed, so he ran for a while in the morning. As soon as he reached the door of the ward, he saw a person standing in the wide-open ward.
He folded his arms, leaned against the door, and looked at the person who was crying very sadly with a half-smile.
Zhao Xiaoyue cried for a while, choking with sobs, "Poor child, you had so much good time to waste, so much youth to spend, why did you die? Why did you die? Wuuwuwuwu!"
Situ Ming frowned and knocked on the door. "You came here early in the morning to mourn for me. Do I still have to treat you to a meal?"
The more they cry, the more they look like members of a professional rural mourning group!
The voice frightened Zhao Xiaoyue so much that she turned around. Situ Ming glanced at the tearful man and pouted his lips in disgust, "Go wash your face, your snot is all over it!"
How shameful!
Then he took a step forward with his long legs, stepped into the door, walked around the person at the door, and sat on the sofa in front of the window.
Zhao Xiaoyue sniffed. Where was the snot? Then she slapped herself.
Oh my god! It hurts!
His eyes lit up, "Brother Ming, you are not dead!"
Situ Ming clicked his tongue and said, "Go wash your face!"
Zhao Xiaoyue didn't say anything, she ran into the bathroom to wash her face, then ran back and sat opposite Situ Ming, looking carefully at the person sitting opposite her.
No disfigurement!
His eyes moved to that slender and beautiful hand.
There is no scar, but the cute little red mole is still there.
He looked down again.
The calf is still there.
The vision is like X-ray!
His face regained its color, his hair was cut into a buzz cut, his eyebrows and eyes were naturally affectionate, his nose was straight, and his lips were slightly upturned. He became handsome again!
"Does it look good?"
The girl opposite nodded honestly, "Yeah, yeah, it looks good!"
After he reacted, he glared at Situ Ming and said, "Brother Ming, when did you wake up? You scared me to death!" He then let out a long sigh.
Situ Ming smiled and teased, "Why, you care about me so much? Who came in angrily that day and left angrily?"
Ouch, this damn memory!
Zhao Xiaoyue put on a very sincere attitude, "Little brother, this is not my fault. I was originally happy to go to you, but a few people in that class said something super unpleasant. I got angry and just left first!"
Situ Ming didn't really blame her. After all, he didn't know that Situ Cheng would block him there.
So he sat up straight and said, "Okay, I know you didn't mean it."
Zhao Xiaoyue chuckled, "That's right, how could I have done that on purpose?"
I don’t know who was unable to sleep all night because of the guilt.
Zhao Xiaoyue would never admit that it was her.
Then he asked in confusion, "Shouldn't you be in the third year of junior high school? Why are you in the first year of high school?"
She was probably in the third year of junior high school, but there was no such person in the junior high school.
After asking, she found out that the boy was in the high school department. She thought at the time that this boy was quite good and had even skipped a grade.
Situ Ming just looked at the person in front of him and said something inexplicable, "Can I trust you?"
He didn't know why, but he felt an urge in his heart and felt that he wanted to ask this question, so he asked.
Zhao Xiaoyue looked at him intently, "Situ Ming, are you really okay?"
Situ Ming shook his head and laughed, "You've been eyeing me since the first time I saw you. How come I'm such an easy sheep to pull?"
What's the matter? I just asked him, why is he in high school? Why is he so angry?
This is a rambling question. Is it difficult to answer?
Zhao Xiaoyue complained in her heart, but her face was serious. "Let me tell you this. When I saw you being bullied in Yanyang Village, I helped you out of instinct. After all, human nature is good at birth!"
Situ Ming put his arms on his knees, leaned against the sofa, and just listened to her quietly. He just said it casually and didn't think she would explain.
"Later, seeing that you seemed to be from a wealthy family, I thought of using you to get in touch with your family. That idea was real, and I definitely didn't lie to you. As long as we plan well, we can cover every industry in the future."
Situ Ming agreed in his heart that if there was no prospect, Li San would not hold on to it so tightly.
Then I heard her continue: "Whenever my private restaurant made a profit, my grandma would save some money. After eight or nine months, I had enough money for you. When I went to find you, you had already transferred to another school. What could I do?"
Situ Ming raised his eyebrows. Did she look for him before?