A boy like the wind

Zhao tuhao's instinctive inspiration, "young master, don't scare me!"

"Don't worry, she won't come tonight." I look at Ke'er. "I've been struggling all afternoon. I'm hungry. Ke'er, find a place to eat."

"Good!" Kel started the car.

Zhao tuhao was relieved and murmured to himself, "come on, the hat is the hat. That bitch has slept with dozens of men. I don't want her!"

Zhao tuhao is really a man of disposition. At that moment, there was a real impulse to complete him.

I smiled helplessly, leaned on the seat, closed the eyes.

There's still a lot to do tonight. Take it easy.

Ke'er drove to a nearby shopping mall and we had a fish head cake. During the meal, my head began to hurt and my blood was surging up.

I put down my chopsticks and got up to go to the bathroom.

Zhao didn't realize that he was still devouring.

Ke'er is very careful. Seeing my face is wrong, he quickly follows me.

"Young master, are you ok?" She held me, worried.

"It's OK, don't follow me." I quickened my pace.

But he didn't listen. He followed me closely and walked into the bathroom with me.

After entering the door, she locked it with her back hand.

Almost at the same time, I took a breath of black blood and sprayed it on the wall. The black and red blood beads flowed down the tiles, leaving a shocking blood trail on the wall.

Can son a exclamation, help me quickly, "young master!"

"Don't shout... No... It's ok..." I was so soft that I nearly fell down.

She hugged me with all her strength, her voice trembling. "How can I still spit blood... Are you hurt?"

"Nothing... Help me to sit down..." I said laboriously.

"OK..." she helped me to the corner, carefully put me on the ground, then took the toilet paper, wiped the blood on the corner of my mouth, wiped the sweat on my forehead, and her eyes were full of heartache.

As last time, this blood spits out, so does the chest.

I gasped for a while, grabbed her hand, took the paper towel, wiped the corners of my mouth, helped her to stand up and spat some blood foam into the urinal, which relieved me.

"It's OK," I said. "Go back to dinner."

"Is it really all right?" She was worried.

"It's OK for the moment," I looked at her and hesitated for a moment. "Can you sleep with me at night?"

"Ah?" But I was stunned.

"Don't get me wrong, I don't think of anything else," I said quickly. "I have a headache at night. I can't say when it hurts. Once it hurts, it will be very serious. I need you to take care of me."

"Oh..." she understood.

I'm a little embarrassed. "If you don't want to, I'll call Miss Tang..."

"don't do it! I will! " "I was just thinking about whether to prepare some medicine for headache. It doesn't mean anything else. Don't get me wrong, young master!"

I was relieved and smiled, "no, you can stay with me."

Ke'er took a deep look at me and nodded with all his strength

At this time, Lao Zhao smashed the door outside, "young master! a young master! Are you ok? "

I went to open the door. He came in and saw us inside. He was stunned. "Ouch, am I early?"

Keer doesn't like it anymore. "What do you mean, Feige? Young master just vomited blood. What do you think? "

"Hematemesis?" Zhao tuhao looked at me quickly. "What's the matter, young master?"

"It's OK," I said lightly. "Go back to eat."

"It's all right?"

"Really!"

Zhao tuhao sighed, "that's good..."

I smiled and led Ke'er around him and out of the bathroom.

Back at the table, I picked up my chopsticks and took a piece of cake. Just about to eat, Zhao tuhao's cell phone rang.

He took a look and answered, "hello? Yeah! What's up? What? "

He stood up with a miso, "you say it again!"

Ke'er gave me a nervous look.

I put down my chopsticks and looked at Zhao tuhao.

Zhao tuhao was stunned for a long time. He sighed helplessly, hung up the phone, sat down and rubbed his face hard.

"What's the matter?" I asked.

He took a deep breath and looked at me. "Young master, there is something wrong with Kirin..."