Drifting Towards You

Yao Ruoshan used all her strength as if she was crazy.

It's more like a backlog of countless dissatisfaction in the bottom of my heart, like wanting to vent it all.

She acted ruthlessly, regardless of the consequences.

Xia Feise didn't even have time to call for help, and couldn't remember how many times the stick in her hand had fallen on her.

I only feel the hot pain, and gradually become one piece.

The security of the mall and the surrounding spectators finally reacted, and immediately two men stepped forward to stop them, and first persuaded Yao Ruoshan.

But seeing that Yao Ruoshan didn't mean to stop at all, a man immediately stepped forward and grabbed Yao Ruoshan's arm, while another stepped forward to **** the stick from her hand.

The security guard who dared to come in a hurry rushed forward and subdued her to the ground.

The kind woman stepped forward and squatted in front of Xia Feise, and said warmly: "How is it, is there anything?"

Xia Feise didn't move, the woman touched her lightly: "Girl?"

"Call first aid, she seems to have passed out!" The woman shouted immediately, lifting Xia Feisei's face, and seeing that her face was pale with almost no blood.

When Xia Feise woke up again, she was already in the hospital.

She slowly opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling, remembering the scene in the mall.

Some struggled to prop up his body, and felt that his whole body was so painful that he could hardly get any strength.

A slight movement caused her to take a breath.

Gently rolled up his sleeves, and saw a redness that seemed to exude a hot breath.

Xia Feise put down her sleeves again and sat up with some difficulty.

It's okay not to move. With this movement, one leg feels numb and hardly conscious.

She was stunned for a few seconds, and tears fell all at once.

When Li Mubai got the news and hurriedly arrived, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.

Before he could change his clothes, he hurried to the ward. He opened the door and saw a slender figure hugging her knees and sitting on the bed. She was wearing a fat hospital gown and looked out the window with her back facing him. Extraordinarily lonely.

Li Mu's throat moved slightly, slowed down, and walked forward softly.

Xia Feise stared out the window blankly without noticing it.

"Lose." He stopped by the bed, calling her softly.

Unexpectedly, it was just a short period of time that this kind of thing would happen.

She seemed to be immersed in her thoughts, nothing happened.

Li Mubai's big hand fell heavily on her shoulder, and said again: "Xia Feise."

This time, she finally heard someone calling her.

After reacting for a while, he slowly turned his head and looked at him.

She stared at him blankly, her eyes somewhat hollow, as if she hadn't recognized who he was.

Li Mubai's eyes were a little red, staring at her silently.

After a while, Xia Feise came back to her senses, and squeezed a smile at him, her voice was very soft and calm: "Li Mubai, I don't seem to be able to dance anymore..."

Li Mubai's nose was a little sour, and he held her tightly in his arms.

He lowered his eyes and pressed his lips lightly.

I want to say something, but I don't know what to say at this time.

Xia Feise's small face was buried in front of him, and the tears that had not been falling finally came to her eyes.

Why?

Why do you say that life is always like this?

Always let you see hope again and again, but push you to despair again and again.

Is a person like her unworthy of dreams?

Is it not worthy to have happiness...

But if you really can't dance anymore in the future?

Why after one time, another time...