: It is natural to have hatred in life, Shui Changdong (52)

Author: Yaoli

Xiao Bai was furious, his eyes were red with anger, he gritted his teeth and rushed forward, wanting to show Yan Ran a look.

But before he could reach Yan Ran's side, Yan Ran knelt on the ground and vomited out gastric juice, and more importantly, it was mixed with blood.

Although Xiao Bai was in a state of extreme anger, when he saw the blood, he immediately felt that something was wrong, and his heart trembled.

His face turned pale, he held his breath, and the fire burning in his heart was extinguished by a basin of cold water.

He almost rushed over in a panic and hugged Yan Ran who was still vomiting. He couldn't care about anything anymore and his voice was trembling, "You, what's wrong with you?"

Yan Ran couldn't respond to him. His whole body was running hot, his face was sickly red, and it became difficult to breathe.

Xiao Bai didn't even care that the back of his head was broken and bleeding, and looked at Yan Ran in a panic.

Yan Ran forced herself to suppress the rolling feeling of vomiting, and when Xiao Bai came closer, she used all her strength to push away.

This was completely an emergency response. Xiao Bai's breath put her in danger and threat. Xiao Bai didn't know that she was being excluded. At this time, Yan Ran pushed him away, making him extremely anxious.

"What are you doing! I ask you what makes you feel bad? I haven't even done anything yet, why did you just..."

He has a stern look and a soft heart, and seems to be more powerful when his voice is louder.

Yan Ran didn't hear a single word clearly. At this moment, she felt like she was in a state of disunity. There was a tearing pain in her stomach. Her body was resisting the rejection of the medicine, and her mind was no longer clear.

She lowered her head and gasped, as if she was about to expire.

Xiao Bai went to touch Yan Ran's cold face, his heart was beating wildly, and the more uneasy he became, the more blood vessels in his brain seemed to be bursting, and his body could not stop trembling.

He shook his hands before he realized that he should call 120.

But I don’t know where my cell phone was left.

Yan Ran started coughing again and blood spattered on the carpet.

When Xiao Bai saw the blood, his pupils trembled. When he called, his voice was trembling a little and he could hardly speak clearly incoherently.

As soon as she finished the call, she rushed over and helped Yan Ran up regardless of her struggle. Yan Ran struggled too hard. Xiao Bai's breath and voice were the source of her stimulation.

Helpless, Xiao Bai could only let go, fearing to hurt Yan Ran.

"Yan Ran...the ambulance will be here soon. Are you feeling uncomfortable? Tell me..." Xiao Bai was not only shaking as he spoke, but even his teeth were creaking.

Yan Ran turned a deaf ear, she used all her strength to get up and stumbled out of the room.

Xiao Bai followed closely behind him, his eyes tense, and he tried his best to suppress his breathing, not daring to breathe out.

The corridor was quiet, and he saw Yan Ran staggering forward, as if he might fall down at any time.

He bit his lip involuntarily, his face turned red, and a layer of mist appeared in his vision, which he wiped away with the back of his hand.

A tall and big man, there is a dog that is not liked by the owner. It wanders behind the owner, moves forward every time, and is driven away again, and so on.

Yan Ran came to the stairs unsteadily.

The first floor is the banquet hall.

Yan Ran couldn't stand and held the handrail with one hand. She was dizzy. She didn't know whether it was the world that was shaking or her.

Under Xiao Bai's scarlet and fearful eyes, Yan Ran went downstairs, step after step, as if stepping on the apex of Xiao Bai's heart.

Yan Ran was really in a mess at this moment, with messy hair, face as white as snow, and brightly colored lips, smeared with blood.

Her eyes turned back, and everyone else was frightened by his appearance. The panicked breathing and noisy noises flooded into her mind like a tide.

Yan Ran didn't care, she didn't see that person.

Fu Yi, who was talking to others about something, heard the noise and turned his head and saw Yan Ran. Before he could say anything to the people around him, he ran over first.

"Xiao Yan? What happened?"

Yan Ran's confused eyes were fixed on Fu Yi's nervous and anxious face.

After watching it for a long time, I am sure.

not him.

Yan Ran's eyes were very bright, her face looked as white as a ghost under the light, and her voice was hoarse.

Ask Fu Yi.

"What about him?"

Fu Yi was stunned for a moment, and then his face turned extremely ugly, so gloomy that he was about to drip out of ink.

Without saying a word, he picked up Yan Ran and hugged her sideways.

Yan Ran grabbed his shirt with her backhand. Yan Ran held it very tightly. Her shirt was so tight that the dark blue blood vessels on the back of her hand became convex.

With difficulty, in a hoarse voice, he asked again.

"What about him?"

Fu Yi's hand tightened, almost squeezing Yan Ran's whole body in his arms, and his chest was tumbling, rising and falling slightly.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

But no matter how calm he was, his voice was still not as gentle as usual.

"Don't worry, they have already left."

"If you care about others so much, they may not care about you either."

When he talked about the latter part, he was unconsciously sarcastic.

Fu Yi heard her talking.

"It's good to go, it's good to go..."

How long has it been since then that Yan Ran still cares about others?

Si sat in the driver's seat and started the car. Fu Yi hugged Yan Ran and sat in the back seat. He tried to feed Yan Ran some water, but Yan Ran managed to drink a little, but could not drink any more.

Yan Ran's face was pale, but her body was strangely hot. She leaned into Fu Yi's arms and heard Fu Yi breathing rapidly and violently, his chest rising and falling violently. The arms holding her were as solid as rocks, urging the driver one after another.

.

Yan Ran's hand was still holding Fu Yi's shirt and did not let go. He was so weak that he was shaking.

This was something Fu Yi had never seen before, and he thought he might be interested or feel a secret pleasure.

After all, who is Yan Ran?

However, Fu Yi didn't actually feel anything, and was even a little irritable.

He looked at Yan Ran with fixed eyes, and saw her eyes gradually filled with a little water. He asked in a gentle voice: "Do you care about him that much?"

Yan Ran's eyelashes trembled again and again, and her blood-stained lips were so beautiful and charming.

The voice was scratchy, as if it was normal, but also a little hoarse.

"I like him."

This answer made Fu Yi very unhappy. His plan before dawn was just like this: to get rid of Yan Ran, let Yan Ran be attracted to Fu Ji, and disgust Fu Ji.

How great.

Now that he is developing towards his plan, why is there a burning fire in his chest?

He remained calm, his face as cold as ice, "But Fu Ji doesn't like you. He's just a monster. He won't like you, so why do you have to ask for trouble?"

When he spoke, Yan Ran, who had lowered her eyelashes, raised her eyes and looked at him steadily. Her eyes were very complicated, but she still tried to remain calm on the surface, but the glimmer of water in her pupils betrayed her true emotions.
Chapter completed!