Playful Shao Dongsheng's wedding wife

Chapter 455 Traces (2)
"Ming Heng." After being patted on the shoulder, Yun Yi shouted.

He finally came back to his senses, turned around and saw that Song Ningjiu had already boarded the ambulance, and started to chase in that direction.

Because of a major accident, the traffic was paralyzed. Although the scene has been cordoned off, people are also being evacuated urgently.But police cars, firefighters, and ambulances were all parked far away and couldn't get there.

The firefighters pulled up long water pipes and finally extinguished the burning car, and they were still working with the emergency center to rescue the injured people stuck in the car.

"Sir, please make a record, you can't leave yet."

He ran out regardless of the policeman's obstruction. The policeman wanted to chase him, but Yun Yi grabbed the traffic policeman and helped him deal with the aftermath.

Jin Mingheng ran far away, away from the cordon, and he did not catch up with the ambulance carrying Song Ningjiu in the end.Then I ran for two more streets before I caught a taxi and rushed to the hospital...

In the hospital, Zhuo Zhuo was covered in blood and was in a coma. No matter how he called, he was pushed unconscious into the operating room, while Song Ningjiu was blocked outside the gate.

She sat quietly on the rest chair outside, and the minutes passed by.The voices of patients, family members, and medical staff were everywhere outside the operating room. Although they were very chaotic, they seemed to have been separated by her.

Her world is quiet, although her mind is very chaotic, she seems to be remembering something, but she doesn't seem to think about anything.Although those voices rang in my ears, they seemed to be several times smaller.It feels like when flying in an airplane, affected by the air pressure, the pressure in the middle ear cavity is out of balance with the outside air pressure.

After an unknown amount of time, hurried footsteps suddenly came from the silent corridor, not like the hurried footsteps of the people outside, but walking towards him.Although the voice was still so small, it seemed to step on his ears more and more clearly.

She finally raised her head slowly, and then saw Jin Mingheng's figure reflected in her eyes, and he was walking towards her.

Yes, Jin Mingheng!

He was wearing a black mid-length British trench coat today, with the hem at his knees.Wearing a shirt with dark blue stripes on a white background, casual dark trousers, and soft-soled leather shoes.This is different from the previous style, and the legs are a little dirty, but it still does not damage his temperament.

His footsteps stopped in front of him, he didn't speak, just stood tall and tall, holding her tightly with his eyes.

The two looked at each other, maybe they had expected too long, so when he really appeared in front of her like this, she became unbelievable.Just staring at him blankly, although before the brain sent out the order, he had already stood up unconsciously.

She looked at him, her hair was trimmed a little thin, bangs covered her forehead, her facial features were three-dimensional, her nose was straight, and her lips were thin.But he didn't smile, and his cheeks were too thin, as if he was out of shape.His eyes fell on the other party like hers, and his own appearance was reflected in the obsidian-like pupils.

Stretching out her hand, her fingertips trembled slightly to touch his cheek, so close, within reach, but suddenly stopped, only here, it seemed that she lost her courage.Afraid it was a dream, like those nights in the past, he would disappear as soon as he was touched, so mist gradually formed in his eyes.

Jin Mingheng saw the cautiousness in her eyes and the distressing sadness in her eyes, he couldn't bear it anymore, and hugged her into his arms.Tightly, tightly holding her body, locking her tightly in his arms, let her, and myself feel the real existence of each other.

Song Ningjiu buried his face in the fabric of his chest, smelled the familiar mint scent from his nostrils, closed his eyes, and the tears in his eyes finally found their habitat at this moment, so they dripped.Her cherry lips trembled slightly, trembling, as if she wanted to say something, she wanted to tell him the suffering she had suffered during these days, she wanted to tell him her fear and fear, and she wanted to complain why he took so long to come.

But his lips squirmed for a while, but he couldn't utter a single word. In the end, he could only bury his face deeper, to greedily absorb the smell of his body, and his mouth turned into whimpers and mournful weeping.

Jin Mingheng hugged her, felt her shoulders trembling in his arms, felt the cloth on his chest was wet by her tears, felt the wetness seep through coolly, seeped into his texture.

She cried so sad, so wronged.

He wanted to comfort her and said, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

He also wanted to say, "I'm sorry, Xiao Jiu'er."

He wanted to comfort her, apologize, and blame himself, but when the words came to his lips, facing her crying, he couldn't say a word.She has suffered so much, what can he say to make up for it?
He could only hug her tightly, holding her tightly, as if he could feel the thin and injured body in his arms, as well as her soul, wishing to stuff them all into his body, and he couldn't find words to comfort her .

The two hugged like that. Occasionally, medical staff would come in and out at the door of the operating room.They seem to have forgotten everything, just hugging, just hugging like that, as if hugging to the end of the world.

After a long time, she finally got tired of crying.Maybe it was because she finally found something to rely on, and after many days of exhaustion, she actually just leaned on Jin Mingheng and fell asleep.He looked down at her, at the messy clothes on her body.Because I saw her fall out of the car with my own eyes, I was worried that she was injured and wanted to take her for a checkup.At this moment, he couldn't bear to call her.

He had no choice but to gently pick her up and prepare to find a ward to place her in.But she tightly grabbed the fabric of his chest and said: "Ming Heng, don't go."

It's like talking in your sleep.

At that moment, my heart was like being implanted with a nail. It was so painful that it devoured every inch of my heart, but I loved it so much.

Kicked open the door and put her gently on the bed.Because she never let go, he lay down with her.Looking down at her, she brushed away the hair sticking to her face, only to find that her brows were still tightly furrowed.Reaching out his hand, wanting to comfort her, but afraid of waking her up, he just hugged her tighter in the end.

The reunion should have been joyful, but he didn't feel the slightest joy.Looking at Song Ningjiu in his arms, only heartache and pain spread in his chest.

Song Ningjiu slept for a long time, a little heavy, and hadn't slept like this for about two months.But this state did not last long, and became uneasy because of the dream.

In her sleep, Joyo placed her hand on the car door behind her and said, "Song Ningjiu, I hope you will remember me when we meet next time."

He was so bad, so bad, he took her hand and cut a foreigner's throat the first time they met.Later, she kidnapped herself again and separated her from Jin Mingheng. Looking back on these days, it was simply inhuman torture.

Why should she remember him?
But his eyes were so determined, it made her heart feel inexplicable sadness, and then she was pushed down.The body flew into the air, and behind her was a cliff, falling into a boundless hell, which made her terrified——

(End of this chapter)