White-eyed wolf

39.

After returning from the hospital, Yu Yun locked herself up, and the heavy curtains were drawn tightly, covering the room in darkness.

The body is hot, and the muscles all over the body are sore and painful. It may be due to psychological reasons. As soon as I eat something, I vomit. The internal organs seem to be violently stirred by a sharp claw, and the surging bile flows upstream all the way to the throat .

Really, too bad...

I just get by day by day, always thinking that it won't be more sad, but I don't know that I am already in purgatory, and the evil is quietly sprouting and growing wildly in the bottom of my heart. Everything is torture and suffering, and every day will only get worse.

The phone kept ringing, probably calling for condolences. Yu Yun listened quietly to the occasional monotonous melody, neither connected nor hung up, until the incoming calls became less and less, and the battery was exhausted and turned off automatically.

I don't know how long this period has passed, it may be a day or two, or it may be two or three days...

The heavy thoughts suddenly seemed like a dream, and the mother's voice and smile seemed to be still vivid in my mind, circling back and forth in my mind like a lantern, but no matter how gentle the smile was, it would eventually twist into a face that was desperately inhaling and dying in a certain moment.

Such a gentle person...

Such a gentle person ends up in fear and ferocity in the end...

Yu Yun covered his mouth and nose, masochistically feeling the pain and despair of running out of oxygen and suffocating to death.Every time he did this, the hatred in his heart was like a demon breaking the seal, tightly strangling his throat and completely swallowing his reason.

It was Xie Minghui who cut off the call for help. What he did was just a life for another, wasn't it?

The eye sockets were burning and sour, and there seemed to be endless tears flowing no matter whether he moved or didn't move.At the last second before the oxygen was exhausted, the body's instinctive reaction prompted him to burst into an extremely violent cough. The sound sounded particularly frightening, as if the entire chest cavity resonated together. It was muffled and heavy, and the sound was continuous, loud There is an unstoppable trend.

Xu is inherited from her mother. Yu Yun has been prone to coughing since she was a child. This situation will aggravate every time she catches a cold. Medication can only control the symptoms, but not the root cause. real asthma.

The cough this time was worse than any previous one. In the empty room, only his muffled cough was left, echoing in bursts, and the sound of inhaling was short and sharp, as if he would pass his breath at any moment.

Even if he died here, probably no one would find out.

Just like my mother back then.

Yu Yun swallowed, and tasted a fishy sweetness. He tried his best to hold down a breath, and opened his sour eyes.

"Shen Zhao..."

40.

Shen Zhao was still in the VIP ward of the Provincial Central Hospital when he received the news of Xie Minghui's accident.

The caller spoke in a confused manner, and Shen Zhao was confused, but as soon as he heard that this matter might be related to Yu Yun, he immediately hung up the phone and hurried back after changing his hospital gown.

Along the way, Shen Zhao was so anxious that he made countless phone calls to Yu Yun, but all he received were voice prompts saying "The user you dialed has turned off the phone".

He has too many doubts and worries, his mind is like a mess, and he can't wait to arrest someone to ask what's going on.

Why did Yu Yun stay with Xie Minghui when the accident happened?

Before the taxi stopped at the gate of the community, Shen Zhao got out of the car in a hurry, dropped a few hundred dollars on the back seat, and ran away without looking back.

After getting on the elevator and pressing the floor button, Shen Zhao stared at the screen without blinking, and the big red numbers jumped mechanically.

Each level rises extremely slowly.

Degrees and seconds are like years.

However, as soon as Shen Zhao opened the door, Shen Zhao had a very bad feeling.

There was a thin layer of dust on the shoe cabinet, half-drunk oatmeal was still on the coffee table, and there was no sound in the whole room.

Fuck, people shouldn't take the opportunity to run away, right?

He went straight to the bedroom, turned the doorknob, but found that the room was locked from the inside. Shen Zhao couldn't find the key for a while, so he raised his hand and knocked on the door with a "bang bang".

"Yu Yun, are you inside? Open the door!"

No one responded.

"Just say a word, I have something to ask you."

Still no response.

Could it be true?

"Avoid me, right? Don't let me kick the door again."

Shen Zhao hesitated at first, turned around and took two steps, then looked back, suddenly, he turned around, raised his foot and kicked heavily towards the bedroom door.

With a "boom", the hollow-core door made an overwhelmed loud noise.

Without kicking, Shen Zhao kicked up a few times violently, the sound was earth-shattering, and almost didn't attract the neighbors.

After kicking three or four times in a row, the door frame finally loosened, and the door lock was distorted and deformed, and a crack opened. Shen Zhao took a deep breath, and kicked violently towards the most deformed part.

With a "bang", the door opened, hit the wall and rebounded quickly.

"Hiss—" Shen Zhao bent over and covered his lower left abdomen, frowning and gasping.

When he got over the pain, everything in front of him made him freeze in place for an instant.

The room was dark, the lights were not turned on, the curtains were closed tightly, and only a small piece of light came in from the door that had just been kicked open. The air was filled with the damp smell that had not been ventilated for a long time, stuffy, and the smell was very unpleasant.

Yu Yun was wearing pajamas, huddled barefoot in the corner formed by the bed and the low cabinet, his face was pale and bloodless, and his lips were covered with dry dead skin.The height, which is obviously not short, is completely hidden in Shen Zhao's shadow at the moment, looking extremely thin and thin, without any vitality, even the rise and fall of the chest is so weak that it is almost undetectable.

Shen Zhao stood there in a daze for several seconds, unable to make any response, as if his brain had been emptied all of a sudden, and he had no space at all.

He didn't even wake up from such a big commotion just now...

Shen Zhao stumbled to the side of the bed, his footsteps were weak, and finally almost fell to his knees.

Ling Kong's hand stopped for a few seconds before he carefully hugged Yu Yun into his arms.

Fortunately, it is warm.

Shen Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, but before he let go of his heart, the abnormal temperature on Yu Yun's body was transmitted through his coat.

It's too hot, how can a person be so hot.

Shen Zhao quickly put his face against it, and tested the temperature of Yu Yun's forehead.

"...how could it be so hot?" Shen Zhao stroked Yu Yun's cheek, rubbed his thumb vigorously, and his voice trembled uncontrollably: "Brother, wake up, I'm back, wake up..."

Yu Yun seemed to feel it, and frowned slightly, and then opened a gap in his eyelids.

The scene in front of him was blurry, and there was a person in the backlight who seemed to be talking about something all the time, looking very worried.

Yu Yun subconsciously pressed Shen Zhao's hand, his voice hoarse and weak: "...Don't panic."

It seems that there is a special magic power, no matter how frightened or anxious Shen Zhao is, once he hears Yu Yun say "don't panic" to him, he will immediately calm down.

That is a kind of trust that originated in youth.

In Shen Zhao's heart, there has always been a seed of admiration, which was quietly planted in his youth, but was not recognized but grew wantonly, driving him to keep following Yu Yun's back in the name of hatred.

I haven't told you yet, I never actually hated you, brother, you must be fine.

Shen Zhao immediately took out his mobile phone and dialed 120, explaining the location and situation clearly.

After he finished the phone call, Yu Yun seemed to have fallen asleep again, his brows were furrowed, his forehead was covered with fine cold sweat, and his expression looked quite uncomfortable.

Shen Zhao suddenly felt a burst of bitterness, and his heartache was unbearable. He tightly hugged Yu Yun's shoulders, his face pressed against his face, for fear that the person in his arms would disappear if he let go.

I don't panic, it's obviously you who suffer every time.

"Cough...cough..."

Suddenly, Yu Yun coughed violently, with a dull and hollow tone, like the buzzing of an earthen jar after being knocked, even a layman like Shen Zhao could hear the abnormality.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?...Why are you coughing so badly?" Shen Zhao patted Yu Yun's chest to comfort him.

Yu Yun coughed dozens of times in a row, his face flushed from holding back, he shook his head after barely stopping, and uttered a word like a raving: "...it hurts."

"Where does it hurt?" Shen Zhao quickly checked Yu Yun's body, "The ambulance will be here soon, please bear with it."

"No..." Yu Yun suddenly grabbed Shen Zhao's collar, buried his face in Shen Zhao's arms like a child seeking a hug, and said in a crying voice, "Don't go to the hospital...the teacher forbids me to go...I'm not qualified... …can not go……"

The piece on the chest was wet soon, and Shen Zhao knew that Yu Yun was burnt out, so he didn't think carefully about the nonsense he said, so he patted him on the back and coaxed: "Okay, okay, don't go, don't cry, you cry I feel bad..."