You are so sweet in my heart

The army car galloped on the road.

Huo Xiao looked out of the window. At this time, the original style of the road was restored. Without the turbulence of the war, many people were building their homes on the road.

Like a sunny day after a storm!

Although the road was open, the bus took more than two hours to reach its destination.

It was a deserted mental hospital.

The cart went in and stopped in front of the building.

He Yisheng is not willing to delay for a moment. Without waiting for Huo Xiao, he goes straight in.

When he came, Qianren had already reported clearly, and he Yisheng immediately found song Weiqing's ward.

It's an old building. The equipment around it is very shabby. As soon as you go in, you can smell a pungent stench.

With every step he took, his heart ached.

How could she have been in such a place for two years?

He Yisheng didn't dare to think about what life she had in the past few years.

Soon, came to the ward where song Weiqing.

Dark wall, hiding a petite figure, she was holding pieces of glass, straight to them.

"Don't come here, all of you."

"Come here, Xiao will kill you."

"Xiao, he will come to save me soon. He will come."

Song Weiqing's sick clothes are stained with mold, and her hair is messy. She stares at them vaguely and mutters in a low voice.

Song Weiqing, who used to sit aloof on the fighter plane, is now so miserable that he Yisheng's chest is full of anger.

When he came here, he had all kinds of conjectures, but none of them was like this now. Song Weiqing would be so miserable.

"Wei Qing, it's me, I'm Yi Sheng!"

"Do you remember me? You saved my life."

"Wei Qing, don't be afraid. I'm here to save you."

He Yisheng approached song Weiqing step by step.

Song Weiqing tilted his head, his empty eyes staring at him, "save me?"

"Yes, I've come to save you."

Seeing that song Weiqing's reaction was no longer fierce, he Yisheng quickened his pace.

"Stay away from her!"

A thousand blades scolded.

At the same time, the quiet song Weiqing suddenly fierce, holding glass fragments to stab he Yisheng's artery.

"You are not Xiao!"

Her action is fierce and fierce, and all attacks have been deployed.

That is the skill that soldiers have left in their bones. No matter how it becomes, this almost instinctive survival skill will never be forgotten.

Thousand blade like ghost general close to he Yisheng, pull him, avoid song Weiqing attack.

Seeing that he Yisheng has not been attacked successfully, song Weiqing cuts the fragments on himself.

bloodshed!

"Don't get close to her, or you will be hurt or she will hurt herself!"

This is also the reason why they dare not use force, because as long as they avoid song Weiqing's attack, song Weiqing will injure herself.

He Yisheng's eyes are red. What happened to song Weiqing.

Song Weiqing's eyes reflect the blood red of the glass. She holds up the fragments and wants to stab her stomach.

With a clattering sound, a stone came not far away, hitting song Weiqing's wrist, and pieces of glass fell to the ground.

Song Weiqing is crazy and pours on the broken glass. However, someone moves faster than her. He kicks away the broken glass and then holds her tightly in his arms.

"It's all right, I'm coming!"

Song Weiqing, who is struggling madly, hears the familiar cold voice and stops her crazy action. She slowly raises her head.

"Ah Xiao, you are here at last!"