Yes, she remembered that, a second before the car fell, he pressed her under his body and protected her firmly. Therefore, the most serious injury was not her, but
Fear came from all directions, her whole body was wet with cold sweat and blood. She did not know where the strength came from. She reached out to push him, "Anan, Anan!"
No reaction. He didn't react.
She groped for his breath, tears gushed out in an instant. She wanted to take him away, but her lower body was stuck by something and couldn't move at all. She had to shout at the still on mobile phone,
"help, help!"
There was a voice in the mobile phone, but she couldn't hear clearly. She could only shout at that end, "Zhao Qinghuan, we were hit by a truck in the field."
"You quickly, call the emergency call to save Anan. Anan is dying! Cough, cough
She had been injured and said so many words in one breath. She coughed violently, and coughed hard to breathe. Her face turned red.
Like a person who has suffered from asthma, he can only make a wheezing sound in the end, as if he is about to suffocate and die.
She kept panting, tears spilled out and fell. Her hand subconsciously grasped his arm, and the strength between her fingers kept tightening.
Anan, hold on a little longer. I beg you. If you hold on a little longer, someone will come to save you.
At the same time, with a "click" sound, the deformed door was pulled away from the outside vigorously.
"Cough, help, help!"
Heard the movement, Liu Liu if saw hope, instinctively looked out of the window, calling for help.
The next second, his face was stiff, and he was suddenly annihilated by fear, "cough, Zhao, Zhao..."
"Ha ha, life is so big that you can't die like this!"
Under the night, Zhao Chengjing looks ferocious, "however, it doesn't matter. If you go down again, the heavenly king and Laozi can't save you!"
Then he drew the knife from his waist.
The sharp blade gives off a strange and cold light in the night.
Liu Liu opened her eyes in horror, "no, no! Cough
Hand, Chunan grip more tightly.
What if Chunan doesn't die?
Zhao Chengjing looked at her, the whole face was twisted to a shape, like a ghost as terrible, "Liuliu, you killed Xiaoyi, I should have taken you away, let you live like death."
"It's a pity that I'm afraid of changes. I'd better let you die happily. You should be happy. It's really cheap for you to die like this."
"No, don't..."
She can't die, she can't die. She wants to explain to Zhao Chengjing that Sheng Xiaoyi's death has nothing to do with her. She is also a victim. She has evidence, and she has surveillance videos to prove it for her.
"Cough, cough..."
But as soon as she opened her mouth, she couldn't give out anything except cough and wheezing. Even the surveillance video tape did not know where it had hit in the collision of the truck.
She only looked at him in pain and despair, her pupil reflected the tip of the knife getting closer and closer, and his voice of resentment was in her ear, "Liu Liu, you go to die!"
"Go and bury Xiao Yi!"
Her instinct is too much. No, she can't die!
Who will save her? If she dies, what will Chunan do?
How much more does she owe him? She did not owe him any more, not clear, even if the next life is still not clear, "Sheng and Ting, Sheng and Ting, help!"
Fear came from all directions, her whole body was wet with cold sweat and blood. She did not know where the strength came from. She reached out to push him, "Anan, Anan!"
No reaction. He didn't react.
She groped for his breath, tears gushed out in an instant. She wanted to take him away, but her lower body was stuck by something and couldn't move at all. She had to shout at the still on mobile phone,
"help, help!"
There was a voice in the mobile phone, but she couldn't hear clearly. She could only shout at that end, "Zhao Qinghuan, we were hit by a truck in the field."
"You quickly, call the emergency call to save Anan. Anan is dying! Cough, cough
She had been injured and said so many words in one breath. She coughed violently, and coughed hard to breathe. Her face turned red.
Like a person who has suffered from asthma, he can only make a wheezing sound in the end, as if he is about to suffocate and die.
She kept panting, tears spilled out and fell. Her hand subconsciously grasped his arm, and the strength between her fingers kept tightening.
Anan, hold on a little longer. I beg you. If you hold on a little longer, someone will come to save you.
At the same time, with a "click" sound, the deformed door was pulled away from the outside vigorously.
"Cough, help, help!"
Heard the movement, Liu Liu if saw hope, instinctively looked out of the window, calling for help.
The next second, his face was stiff, and he was suddenly annihilated by fear, "cough, Zhao, Zhao..."
"Ha ha, life is so big that you can't die like this!"
Under the night, Zhao Chengjing looks ferocious, "however, it doesn't matter. If you go down again, the heavenly king and Laozi can't save you!"
Then he drew the knife from his waist.
The sharp blade gives off a strange and cold light in the night.
Liu Liu opened her eyes in horror, "no, no! Cough
Hand, Chunan grip more tightly.
What if Chunan doesn't die?
Zhao Chengjing looked at her, the whole face was twisted to a shape, like a ghost as terrible, "Liuliu, you killed Xiaoyi, I should have taken you away, let you live like death."
"It's a pity that I'm afraid of changes. I'd better let you die happily. You should be happy. It's really cheap for you to die like this."
"No, don't..."
She can't die, she can't die. She wants to explain to Zhao Chengjing that Sheng Xiaoyi's death has nothing to do with her. She is also a victim. She has evidence, and she has surveillance videos to prove it for her.
"Cough, cough..."
But as soon as she opened her mouth, she couldn't give out anything except cough and wheezing. Even the surveillance video tape did not know where it had hit in the collision of the truck.
She only looked at him in pain and despair, her pupil reflected the tip of the knife getting closer and closer, and his voice of resentment was in her ear, "Liu Liu, you go to die!"
"Go and bury Xiao Yi!"
Her instinct is too much. No, she can't die!
Who will save her? If she dies, what will Chunan do?
How much more does she owe him? She did not owe him any more, not clear, even if the next life is still not clear, "Sheng and Ting, Sheng and Ting, help!"
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