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A large piece of snow smashed against him. The boy subconsciously wanted to avoid, but when he raised his eyes, it was the girl's figure. He smiled in a low voice, and the snow hit him directly.

It seemed that he was infected by the girl. The boy also put down his things and had a snow fight with the girl.

Pieces of broken snow and laughter from time to time in the snow seem to have become the most beautiful memory later.

After playing for a while, the girl seemed tired, holding a cup of her favorite milk tea. The heat stained her eyes with smoke, "Yan Sheng, will you always be by my side?"

"Yes." The boy reached out and tucked in the scarf around the girl's neck in a firm tone.

"Then I'm in danger. You must appear first to protect me." The girl's eyes were full of smiles, leaning on the boy's shoulder.

I won't let you in danger.

The boy thought in his heart, but he didn't say it. Now they are too young. One day, he will support a world for his beloved by his own ability.

Jiang Miaomiao, who was gradually unconscious, shed a line of tears from the corners of his eyes, "Yan Sheng, Yan Sheng..."

It turns out that like a person has been engraved into the bone. Even if there is no him in the memory, the habit will remember him.

"No, I can't just die here. I must get out alive." Jiang Miaomiao struggled to get up.

He fell to the ground again. After being locked up for so long, he didn't drink a mouthful of water or eat anything. Jiang Miaomiao has no strength. He can hold on until now by perseverance.

Mrs. Yan doesn't like her all the time. This time, she's even cruel enough to lock her in a closed room. She must not be like her, and she has her parents, her loving sister, and him

Jiang Miaomiao relied on the strength of the wall so that she could sit there and recover her strength. Although the effect was very small, she still felt that her arm had some strength.

He couldn't stand up. Jiang Miaomiao could only move to the door against the wall. His thin clothes couldn't protect him. The delicate meat seemed to be in direct contact with the ground and had rubbed blood.

Compared with the despair and helplessness of facing death, these pains are nothing to Jiang Miaomiao. Relying on her perseverance to live, she finally moved to the door.

"Yan Sheng, if you wait for me, I will go out." Without drinking water for a long time, Jiang Miaomiao's voice has become hoarse.

Just thinking of Yan Sheng who is unconscious outside, Jiang Miaomiao feels that she has strength again. Although she has forgotten some things, her subconscious mind tells her that she can't leave like this and leave Yan Sheng alone.

Jiang Miaomiao leaned against the wall and patted the door with her gradually stiff hand. Although her hope was small, she also hoped that someone could hear the voice and save her out.

But the power of her hand was too small. Jiang Miaomiao turned sideways and wanted to find a tool that could replace her hand to tap the door.

This is a utility room. Of course, the most important thing is tools. Jiang Miaomiao strongly supported her sleepiness and found a wrench behind her. She held the wrench tightly and kept knocking on the door.

"Help me, is there anyone? Help me... "

Jiang Miaomiao tried his best to beat the dilapidated door in the dark room.

Jiang Miaomiao's face was pale, and because of the extreme heat, she choked her face with sweat. The black hair soaked and pasted on her face, which made people feel distressed.

At this time, the beautiful picture of getting along with Yan Sheng flashed in Jiang Miaomiao's mind. These flashed beautiful pictures gave Jiang Miaomiao some strength in his weak body.

Jiang Miaomiao kept patting the door, expecting someone to hear her voice. Her throat was hoarse with fever, so she couldn't shout for help.

As one door closes, another door opens.

Finally, someone outside the door seemed to hear Jiang Miaomiao's slapping and shouting.

Jiang Miaomiao is lucky.

Jiang Tingyun, who was so anxious that he turned in a circle, looked worried and frowned.

After a while, Jiang Tingyun vaguely heard the sound of a heavy object knocking on the door. He walked forward tentatively and listened carefully. Isn't that a faint sound?

She hurriedly prepared to open the door. Unexpectedly, the door was locked tightly. In a moment of despair, she also kept screaming. Only then did she call a few people and open the door with violence.

Who knows, as soon as the door opened, several people were frightened by the picture in front of them. They were stunned and stood at the door for a few seconds.

It's not their fault. It's a hot summer. Jiang Miaomiao's face is frighteningly white, with disheveled hair and messy hair. His face is half covered. His desperate and sad eyes are really shocking.

"Help... Help!"

The man who came back to God first immediately took out the dying Jiang Miaomiao.

And shouted,

"Come on, someone is dying here."

Jiang Tingyun stood aside, shouting anxiously and helplessly.

As soon as the voice fell, Jiang Miaomiao fainted!

Jiang Tingyun cried to the emergency workers with tears on his face,

"Help my sister, help my sister!"

The first aider said in a formulaic way,

"We will try our best to rescue!"

The prepared doctor immediately pushed Jiang Miaomiao, who was still in a coma, into the rescue room.

Before entering, Jiang Tingyun told the doctor,

"Be serious and try your best to save my sister."

The doctor glanced at the pale and frightening River, and his face was a little dark.

Jiang Tingyun walked around the door of the emergency room anxiously.

The light in the emergency room finally went out. The doctor came out and said, gently took off his mask,

"The patient is all right. As long as he has a rest for a period of time, he can recover!"

After listening to the doctor, Jiang Tingyun finally put down the big stone in her heart. She thought: my sister finally escaped this disaster.

Jiang Tingyun hurried forward and thanked the doctor again and again.

On the other side, Yan's mother and father are by the bed with Yan Sheng. Yan Sheng still calls out the name of his beloved Jiang Miao from time to time.

After hearing this, Yan's mother said impatiently, "I'm really worthless. At this time, I still think of Jiang Miaomiao, a bitch."

Yan's father hurriedly persuaded him aside, frowning tightly

"Can't you try to accept Jiang Miao? Do you have to be so hostile to the man your son likes? "

When Yan's mother heard Yan's father help Jiang Miaomiao speak, the expression on her face immediately became very ugly and retorted in a deep voice,

"What's the matter with me? I just don't like Jiang Miao."

She thought of the clever Li Biyun, and her eyes immediately caught a layer of tenderness,

"I think Li Biyun is better than Jiang Miaomiao. What's good about Jiang Miaomiao, really!"

While complaining, Yan's mother stared at Yan's father beside her. She was very angry.

Yan's father didn't know what to say, so he shook his head helplessly.

The news that Jiang Miaomiao was all right spread like wildfire and soon reached Yan's mother's ears.

Yan's mother was very disappointed. This time, Jiang Miaomiao hid. She turned her head and saw Yan Sheng, who was unconscious on the eye bed. She was angry.