The weakling is reborn: the delicate one comes into my arms

The peaceful night in Jingsheng No. [-] Middle School was broken by a scream.

At nine o'clock in the evening, the students are all in the classroom for evening self-study.

A girl put down her pen, yawned, and glanced out the window.

Suddenly he screamed in horror!

"Ah!! Someone jumped off the building!"

Wow!All the students in the building crowded to the windows and looked at the top of the Mingjing Building opposite.

"Where?"

"Down below! I just saw it hit! The tree blocked it and couldn't see it!"

"Holy crap! Is there someone hanging on the roof of the building?!"

"Fuck! Call the police! Call the police!"

"Stop fucking squeezing me! I'm going to be squeezed out of the window!"

The night wind was blowing, and the sky was as dark as dyed with ink.

Xiao Jingchuan almost hung upside down on the rooftop, grabbing the protruding blocker with one hand and tightly grabbing Tang Jiao's wrist with the other.

She probably didn't deserve to die. The moment Tang Jiao fell, she broke the rope after struggling all night. Xiao Jingchuan rushed down desperately and grabbed her hand at the critical moment.

Tang Jiao's wrists were strangled red and purple, and they were as cold as dead objects in his hands.

Xiao Jingchuan's eyes were blood red, and the veins on his neck bulged fiercely, spreading along his shoulders and neck to his strong arms.

He gritted his teeth and uttered a few words: "Jiaojiao, hold on."

Tang Jiao's injured wrist seemed to be strangled by Xiao Jingchuan.

very painful.

But she still opened her fingers with difficulty and held Xiao Jingchuan's wrist.

"Quick! Quick! Safety rope!! Quick!"

Most of Xiao Jingchuan's body had fallen off the rooftop, and two firefighters and policemen rushed up and hugged Xiao Jingchuan's calf tightly.

Because there was no point of stress, the rescuer fell forward another half meter due to the weight of the two men. The person who rushed up from behind grabbed his leg in time, forming a human wall like a gourd baby, and finally stopped his fall. the trend of.

View from the view of students in the building opposite.

There were two and a half people hanging on the rooftop. The boy in the middle was head down, and his legs were hugged by the firefighter who leaned out from the roof. His arm was holding the hand of the girl at the bottom, like a rope, in the air. Dangerously swaying all the time.

The white school uniforms swayed in the darkness.

"Oh my God! What should I do!!!"

"Catch it! You must catch it!"

"Holy crap! Look, is the one in the middle the God of Sichuan?"

"what?!"

One stone stirred up thousands of waves, and the "ding, ding, ding" news continued to spread, and the entire No. [-] Middle School was shaken!

All eyes are focused on the roof of Mingjing Tower.

The rescuers on the rooftop nervously and quickly tied layers of safety ropes. Since there was no stable point of strength on them, they could only use a large number of human bodies as fixed stakes, and the speed was obviously slowed down.

The slightest movement on top will cause the two people in the air to shake violently, and the pulling force of gravity will become stronger and stronger.

Tang Jiao was weightless at her feet and kept dangling in the air. She raised her head with difficulty and her eyes fell on Xiao Jingchuan's bleeding arm. When he flew down, he wiped out a large blood mark on the blocking stone wall.

The blood slid down onto their intertwined wrists, gradually becoming moist and slippery.

Tang Jiao didn't even care about being afraid, and only felt a deep regret in his heart.

"Xiao Jingchuan."

"Stop talking and hold on to me!"

Xiao Jingchuan gritted his teeth and said, his face was severely congested, veins on his forehead burst out like a network, and the corners of his eyes were swollen and red.

He stared intently at the hands held by the two of them.

The big hand grasped the slippery thin wrist harder, and the blood flowed faster.

Tang Jiao spoke with difficulty: "Xiao Jingchuan, I feel pain."

There was a sudden pain in Xiao Jingchuan's eyes, and the soul-eating and bone-gnawing pain spread all over his limbs and bones.

His strength is enough to break a grown man's wrist.

Now, he was using this kind of force to make Tang Jiao hurt.

There was no way not to hurt her.

The slipperier his hands became with blood, the harder he had to hold them. Even if his heart ached to the point of suffocating his breathing, he would not dare to relax even an inch.

"Jiaojiao, give me your hand! Give the other hand to brother!"

Tang Jiao gritted his teeth and stretched out his other hand. Just when he was about to hold it, something happened above him. There was a sudden violent shock and the two of them slid down another ten centimeters.

"Hurry! Hurry! This table can't bear the weight and is about to break! Hurry!"

Hissing and lung-splitting urgings filled the night sky.

Not only did it make the students opposite him extremely anxious, but Tang Jiao also felt wet inside.

She raised her eyes and looked at the top. She saw a one-meter-wide platform protruding from the platform. There was a crack at the bottom, and dust and small stones were falling down.

Can't stand it anymore.

The weight of four or five people is too much to hold.

Tang Jiao's right hand paused and retracted it under Xiao Jingchuan's eyes that were about to burst.

"Tangjiao!!"

"Give me your hand!"

Xiao Jingchuan was furious, and fear made his handsome face look like Shura.

Tears continued to flow from the corners of his blood-red eyes, dripping like bloody tears onto Tang Jiao's cheeks.

"Xiao Jingchuan."

Tang Jiao shook his head with a pale face, and his dry and peeling lips opened and closed silently and uttered four words.

Xiao Jingchuan understood her words, but said angrily: "I can't understand! Tang Jiao! Give me your hand!"

Tang Jiao's wrist slid down another half inch uncontrollably. Xiao Jingchuan's eyes were about to burst and he roared angrily:

"If you don't tell me yourself, I will hate you forever! Give me your hand!"

There was a slight tremor under his body. The firefighter who was holding Xiao Jingchuan's legs, with his upper body hanging in the air and his lower body pressed on the table, yelled at the back: "I can't hold it anymore! Stop tying me up! Just pull!!!"

The people behind him began to connect to the human wall, dragging one by one and pulling them back fiercely with their teeth gritted.

The shaking of the human rope in the air became more violent, and the stones and dust falling from the top became larger and larger.

Xiao Jingchuan's blood flowed all over Tang Jiao's thin white arms, and Tang Jiao's face was filled with tears.

It hurt so much that his wrist bones seemed to have been shattered into powder, but the young man's hissing cry made Tang Jiao's heart ache even more.

The girl's voice broke: "I will kill you."

"Give me your hand!! Tang Jiao! Give me your hand!!!"

The pain and fear that was almost hate in Xiao Jingchuan's eyes was heartbreaking.

Finally, Tang Jiao stretched out his right hand tremblingly, but Xiao Jingchuan grabbed it tightly.

The two of them held hands covered in blood and were inseparable.

Xiao Jingchuan's eyeballs were completely bloodshot, and he shouted upwards in a hissing voice: "Hold on tight! Pull!"

The pulling force from above suddenly became stronger and the speed increased.

The students in the opposite building who were stuck in front of the window could clearly see the protruding stone platform that was continuously sloping downward.

"Come on! Quick! Pull quickly!"

"Help! Come on, come on! Oh, mom!"

"It's going to collapse! Hurry up!"

"boom!"

With a loud noise like a meteorite falling from the sky, the entire one-meter-wide stone platform smashed through the life mat underneath, stirring up a cloud of dust.