I'd love to live next door to you

Originally, it was a happy ending, but somehow, Zhang te helped the bottom of his heart to rise a touch of unspeakable loss and regret.

He sat in the car quietly for a long time, but the depression still didn't dissipate. When he put away his disordered thoughts, he just wanted to step on the accelerator to return to the main road, but at the last moment, he hesitated for a moment and chose to turn into the community.

Stop the car, take the elevator with special help of Zhang, go upstairs all the way, come out from the elevator, he stared at the door of the apartment for a moment, walked up and entered the password.

Pushing open the door, he looked down and was about to change his shoes when he saw a pair of women's shoes.

His brow suddenly frowned. Next second, he seemed to think of something. He didn't even change his shoes. He rushed into the room directly. Then, in the corner of the living room, he saw Han Yixiao curled up on the ground shivering.

Zhang te helped to stop suddenly. He stared at the girl nearby for a few seconds. Then he raised his feet and rushed to the girl: "little Miss

Han Yixiao, who buried his face in his knee, heard his voice and stopped slightly, but did not look up.

Zhang te squatted down and shouted "Little Miss". Seeing that she still didn't care about herself, he reached out and gently opened her long sleeves.

Just like before, it's still a shocking whiplash But this time, it's not the same as before, because it's more terrible than any previous time. Han Yi's white arm with a smile has almost no perfect place Some of the wounds were so heavy that the flesh opened.

At one glance, Zhang's eyes changed. "I'll take you to the hospital."

As he spoke, Zhang te helped Han Yi to get up with a smile.

Han Yixiao crazily retreats, shaking his head at Zhang tezhu as he returns, and vigorously resists Zhang tezhu's proposal.

Zhang te helped: "Little Miss, your wound is too serious. If you go on like this, you may get infected. You have to see a doctor..."

Han Yixiao can't speak in his mouth, making a sad tone. In her dark eyes, there are big tears rolling down.

Zhang te helped: "Little Miss..."

Han Yixiao's squeaky voice was more urgent. Because she couldn't speak, her whole face was red. Even at the end, she began to stretch out her hand directly and began to scratch her hair like a masochist.

Looking at Han Yixiao's action like this, Zhang tezhu can only compromise: "well, we don't go to the hospital, we don't go to the hospital, you calm down, you calm down..."

Zhang tezhu said it many times, and Han opened his wet eyes with a smile and looked at him with disbelief.

"I promise not to go to the hospital, just here I'll do what I say... " Zhang tezhu repeated his meaning again.

Han Yixiao finally calmed down a little, and then the whole person squatted back to the ground again, holding his legs, his eyes were dead.

Looking at Han Yixiao like this, Zhang tezhu felt as if his heart had been severely pierced by a needle. He saw her for a moment and then went into the bedroom. Then he took a medicine box and squatted beside her: "Little Miss, we don't go to the hospital, but how about we deal with the wound?"

Han Yixiao turns to see Zhang tezhu later. She nods gently and agrees to Zhang's proposal.