sweet wife high above

Chapter 187
His faint eyes were full of sadness, and he changed from his usual indifferent appearance.Obviously he is the whirlpool, but it seems that he is the one who fell.

Gu Junqi looked at such eyebrows and eyes, like an elegant ink painting, printed on a gray background.

In his heart, Gu Junqi thought of a sunny afternoon many years ago, when the sunlight cast a faint shadow on his shirt, the man casually raised his eyes, and what he saw seemed to be such an outline of eyebrows, so gentle and elegant, separated by the transparent The light spot can see the slight curvature of the corner of his mouth.

There are so many people and things separated by such a scene until now, before I can think clearly, I fall to the ground and shatter.

A slight muffled hum came from Song Weiran's throat.

Gu Junqi landed on him unscathed, and struggled to get up from his chest: "Song Weiran, are you okay?"

Song Weiran squinted her eyes, sighed softly as if taking a breath: "You are so heavy..."

Gu Junqi didn't know why he appeared here, he must have called the police.When she came over, her mind was blank and she was flustered. She only remembered Wu Junfeng's threats on the phone, but she didn't think of how to get out without calling the police.

Gu Junqi looked at his narrowed eyes, and the self in his pupils was compressed into a tiny sharp edge.Immediately asked with a sigh of relief: "What's wrong with you?"

Song Weiran lay on his back, silently shaking his head.If there is any discomfort, it is that today's temperature makes people feel too cold, and even the air is so cold that it makes people feel stinging. I don't know if it will snow or not.

However, even the first snow in the north will not come so early.

Song Weiran knew that he had to wait a little longer, but he was already very impatient.This moment especially feels like a long time, and I don't know when to wait.He looked at the blue-gray sky, the fog was so thick that the sun's brilliance was covered.And the white smoke from the chimney in the distance is blown to one side by the wind, like drawing a lonely shadow in the sky.Being alone is all the more exhausting.Song Weiran was still too sleepy to keep his eyes open even though shouts calling for him could be heard from time to time.

In fact, I don't want to go to sleep. I'm not a sleepy person, and I have an unforgettable attachment that makes me unable to close my eyes.

Song Weiran struggled, and reflected the scene in front of his eyes, as if burned into the depths of his memory.In a trance moment, the gate of memory was opened invisibly.The prosperity of half a lifetime came to mind, especially the reckless youth, which occupied a large part of his thoughts.

Once upon a time, someone asked him: "Why is it her?"

He doesn't know why, he loves someone at an age without asking the reason, once he loves someone, he is the whole world.

No matter how hard you try, you have to grab it in your hands.Don't you know that in the world, there are gains and losses, and nothing is eternal.

Gu Junqi grasped Song Weiran in a panic, and called out several times, but there was no response, so he was sure that he had passed out.Because he didn't know where he was injured, he was very scared.

Coupled with Song Jiajia's wailing and howling not far away, Gu Junqi's heartbeat became even more uncontrollable.

She turned to look over.

Like an evil ghost, Song Jiajia was crawling towards here bit by bit.

In the wilderness, the ground is full of weeds and rough tiles.Song Jiajia's delicate skin was cut to a bloody mess within a few strokes, but she crawled over little by little as if she didn't know the pain.

Gu Junqi looked at her in shock, he didn't expect Song Jiajia, an arrogant and domineering young lady, to care so much about someone.In fact, Gu Junqi knew that Song Jiajia would protect her younger brother a long time ago, but he didn't expect to protect her brother like this.

To what extent does one have to worry before one loses all strength in one's body?So much so that I can't even walk normally.

When Song Jiajia saw Song Weiran and Gu Junqi fell downstairs together, all the strength in her body was drained.I even forgot my fear, stared at it for a while, and couldn't help crying.

It was not until the police surrounded her, and as soon as they untied her rope, they stumbled and ran downstairs.

Seeing Song Weiran lying there motionless, his legs went limp, and he suddenly lost all strength.The more urgently you want to move forward, the more you can't use your strength.Song Jiajia cried out in anxiety, so she had to crawl forward with all her strength.

Until a policeman ran over and tried to get her involved.

Song Jiajia said full of prayers: "Look quickly... look at my brother... oh, look at how he is... I beg you to save him..."

The policewoman reassured her and said, "Don't worry, we have already called an ambulance."

Song Jiajia whimpered and shook her head, still feeling extremely terrified.

The sad past is like a looping single, when Song Jiajia is about to forget, she plays the same sad tune.

So the whole farce slowly kicked off with the sad background music, and her sinful life also began at that time.

Song Jiajia knew how failed her smoky life was, but her evil and depravity seemed to be born from her bones.Therefore, in this life, she never knew how to live in peace.Even if you are born in a wealthy family, you can't live with the dignity you deserve.

Like a dingy rat, he likes to walk through the dirtiest corners of the streets and alleys when the city is lit up with neon lights.

It seems that at that time she can appreciate the pleasure of life the most, wanton and crazy.She attributed this to a life of shaking her head and shaking her head, like taking drugs, and being happy like a fairy.

Therefore, Song Jiajia was a very problematic girl many years ago.In Jian Bai's words, he hangs out with those dubious people all day long, his ears are pierced to the bone, he squints the eyeshadow that is so thick that it is about to collapse, and he breathes out faint smoke rings.Then get some shitty boyfriends.

When Song Jiajia was in her twenties, she felt that her life was colorful.No matter how her family persuaded her, she insisted on going down that road of no return.

It was Song Weiran who rescued her when she was almost cut off because of jealousy.

At that time, Song Jiajia was just like now. She was tied up and couldn't move her hands and feet. She watched her 15-year-old brother surrounded by more than a dozen people, fisting and kicking.

She saw blood oozing from the corner of his mouth from the gap in the crowd, and his originally stern and boundless face was bloody and bloody from being kicked.She opened her mouth wide and cried out until her throat became hoarse, but it was of no avail.

I only saw my younger brother trying to get up again and again, and was knocked to the ground again and again.Then, the atrocities intensified.At that time, although Song Weiran had grown to [-], he was still just a child.He crawled there, clenched his fists, clenched his teeth, and didn't make a sound in pain.

Song Jiajia's tears slid down like broken beads. She sobbed silently, feeling that this was the most painful lesson in her life.That feeling was even more sad than cutting off her hands and feet directly.

Until the police car sounded, the group of people fled in a hurry.Then one person picked up a stick and hit Song Weiran hard on the head.

Song Jiajia cried and shouted, shaking her head desperately.The meandering blood crawled down from his forehead like a worm, he shook his head slightly, and passed out.

Her eyes were wide open in a daze, and she even forgot to cry.

Until the bound hands and feet were loosened, she ran over like crazy.The blood spread to the ground, covered her hands, and the hot blood seeped from Song Weiran's body.Song Jiajia only felt that it was hot like magma.

She cried violently at the top of her throat, the regrets of this life added up were not as good as that moment.The scene at that moment was like a lingering nightmare, no matter how many years passed, it would always come out one night, scaring her into cold sweat.

Now Song Jiajia looked at her younger brother, even though she was already a step away from him, she stopped and refused to approach him.She was afraid that when she reached out to hold him in her arms again, the blood would stain her hands again.

She knew how much misfortune Song Weiran had caused by the tragedy a few years ago, it ruined his life, and there was no way to mend it.

Song Jiajia knew, she always knew.She also knew that Song Weiran hated her from the bottom of her heart, and she still remembered the words he uttered coldly: "I saved you at the beginning because I was young and ignorant."

So, he regretted it, regretted saving her useless sister.

Song Jiajia thought, he really shouldn't have saved her.If Song Weiran hadn't rescued her a few years ago, but had allowed her to perish, what happened today would not have happened.In the final analysis, it is not a pity for her to die.However, she really never thought of dragging her brother to hell with her.

Song Jiajia sat there with tears streaming down her face, but she didn't dare to stretch out her hand, she was stunned.

Until the ambulance roared over, the medical staff carried Song Weiran into the car.

The police then pulled Song Jiajia up and took her away from the scene.

Such a chaotic morning is as hopeless as the end of the world.

Gu Junqi just watched Song Weiran being carried into the car, turned his head, and saw that Ningxia was also carried down, her body and face were covered with blood, and the dagger was still stuck in her body and had not been pulled out.The slender fingers hung down, gently shaking in the air.

One time, two times, three times... Tears overflowed from Gu Junqi's eyes drop by drop, big ones.

She walked over chaotically and held Ning Xia's hand, opened her mouth lightly, but without making a sound, she choked up and asked her: "Ning Xia, what's wrong with you?"

Why is she covered in blood? Didn't Wu Junfeng feel compassion and plan to let her go?

Gu Junqi's heart was extremely chaotic, he was already a little incoherent, and the impact he received was too great, his brain obviously couldn't control it.She took Ning Xia's skinny fingers, all she wanted was to take her away.This is the purpose of her coming here. When she came, she only had one thought in her heart, which was to lead her out of the sea of ​​suffering. Although she was not the savior of the world, she was willing to do her best.Because she knew that Ningxia would be very scared when she sank to the bottom of the valley alone.

She wants to wake her up.

The medical staff pulled her aside and only said: "She is seriously injured and needs emergency treatment. Get out of the way."

A policeman came along and pulled her away.

Gu Junqi returned in the police car. On the way, she turned her head and looked out the window, and found that there were scattered snowflakes falling. It was the kind of fine snow that fell to the ground like powder.No wonder it is so cold, it turns out that winter has come completely.

She lay on the car window and stared blankly.

The journey back to the city has become extremely long, as if in an unknown reincarnation, Gu Junqi is only afraid that when he stops, someone will be drawn into other time and space tunnels, and it will be far away from now on, and heaven and man will be separated.

She lightly touched the glass window with her fingers, hoping that the time would slow down a little bit, or that the journey would be longer, and then a little longer.

(End of this chapter)