love fairy tale

At the last moment when the consciousness disappeared, Feng Zai could see with his eyes.He saw himself leaning against a wall as the door to the girls' locker room next to him opened.Han Zhibao came out from inside.He was about to speak, but the door closed again, and Bao'er was gone.

Feng Zai's eyes slowly closed.

Just as Feng closed his eyelids, Zifeng in Zhibao's arms suddenly coughed violently, and then burst into tears.Only then did people realize that the child was fine, and there was no blood on his body at all.How is this going?

Just now, Zhibao saw Zifeng fell to the ground with the sound of gunshots, picked up Zifeng and cried, and didn't notice that Zifeng was not bleeding at all.At this time Zifeng woke up, she woke up with a start, and began to check Zifeng's body.Zifeng's upper body was wearing an extremely thick anti-vest, and there was a deep hole in his chest, which was left by Zifeng's impact.The impact of the grab made Zifeng unconscious, and it was also the reason for the grab that made Zifeng wake up under the control of the medicine.

"Mom—" Zifeng opened his eyes and saw his mother, and cried loudly.

Zhibao changed from despair to joy. She hugged Zifeng tightly, wrapped her whole body around Zifeng, and then got up from the ground. She wanted to tell Fengzai that Zifeng was fine and their son was fine.

But... when she carried Zifeng step by step towards Fengzai surrounded by everyone, that despair and grief struck again.Her steps were getting slower and slower, getting heavier and heavier.She shook her head lightly, trying to shake off the bad premonition in her mind, but...

Several security guards ran over in a panic, and the sound of ambulances and police cars sounded in the distance.

But all of this seemed to be closed to him. In Zhibao's world, everything was still, like the wind lying on the ground, still.

When the onlookers saw Zhibao, they all made way for her.

Feng was lying on the ground, and the white shirt on his chest had been dyed red.The shocking red made Zhibao dazzled for a while, and the arms that were holding Zifeng tightly loosened gradually, allowing Zifeng to slip from her embrace to the ground.

The wind is here...what's wrong with you...the wind is here, don't scare me...

Kneeling in front of Feng Zai, Zhibao tremblingly reached out to pat Feng Zai's face. "Fengzai, what's wrong with you? Wake up! Our son is fine, he's fine, get up—" Zhibao said and began to tug on Fengzai.

Enzai rushed over and hugged Zhibao, comforting him: "Zhibao, don't do this, the ambulance will come soon."

"The wind is here, get up quickly, get up quickly—" Zhibao struggled and shouted, the world in front of him suddenly turned black and white.

"Mom, what's wrong with Dad?" I don't know if it was because of fright or something, but Han Zifeng stopped crying suddenly. She grabbed Zhibao's clothes and kept repeating the words: "What's wrong with Dad? Why is Dad bleeding? Dad, is he asleep? Why doesn’t Dad wake up? Why is Dad... Dad, he... Dad..." Zifeng kept calling Dad, Dad, as if he couldn't cry enough.

Zhibao hugged Zifeng and knelt beside Fengzai, she stuffed Zifeng's little hand into Fengzai's palm, and then wrapped her hands tightly around Fengzai's hand.

The three of them finally got together.

The onlookers fell silent, and soft sobbing sounded from the crowd.

Two ambulances came galloping and turned into the entrance of the park. One stopped in front of Feng Zai, and the other stopped on the grass not far away.

A luxurious wedding of the century ended like this, which no one expected.