Report to the president, Mr. Ben Miao does not warm the bed

Is this little girl her?

a lot of blood...

The blood from the corner of her mouth was continuously dripping down, already staining the white down jacket on her body red, and the scarf, which was originally red, was so bright that the original color could not be seen.

It turned out that she had bled so much, no wonder she felt so painful.

But thinking of what she was about to do, Xin Miaomiao felt very satisfied. It doesn't matter if it hurts. It's okay, even though Miaomiao is actually very afraid of pain.

With a sound of "Ding...", the elevator reached the top.

The elevator door opened, and Xin Miaomiao raised her eyes to look at the high platform above the viewing platform, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, as Qiaoqiao had already done it for her.

She clutched her chest, and walked forward slowly, but because she was in too much pain, it was so painful, it was so painful that she could hardly take a step, and finally she could only limp on the ground.

She lay limp on the ground, raised her head, looked at the high platform that was close at hand, and then turned her head to look at the number of words gradually rising in the other elevator, no, she had to hurry up, otherwise it would be too late.

Since she couldn't walk anymore, Xin Miaomiao had to crawl.

The small, pink and tender paws pressed against the cold floor, turning purple from the cold, the clothes on her body were also dirty, blood and dust formed a meandering trace behind her, and that paw The traces are still persistently extending to the other high platform.

The little girl now is not as cute as before. She is crawling on the ground, her body is dirty, her hat is off, and her scarf is torn. Like a little beggar, she is crawling humblely on the ground.

It hurts, it really hurts.

Xin Miaomiao stopped halfway through the climb, curled up, wriggled her small lips to pant, waited until she had some strength again, and continued to climb over there.

Climb, climb, climb, climb...

Xin Miaomiao didn't know how long she had been climbing, she thought that this distance was definitely the farthest she had traveled.

If it weren't for the firm belief in her heart, she wouldn't be able to get under that high platform at all.

After finally reaching the high platform, her whole body was weak. She could only lie curled up on the high platform, staring at the direction of the elevator.

She still wants to see mom and dad, and also wants to see her sister and Qi Qi...

Even if it's just the last look.

When Mo Ziqi and others chased up along another elevator, they saw such a scene.

The delicate little girl, her whole body seemed to be bathed in a sea of ​​blood, with her eyes closed, she curled up and lay on the high platform with a smile on her lips.

Maybe she was in too much pain, so even though there was a smile on the corner of her mouth, her brows were tightly furrowed.

Such Xin Miaomiao...

Mo Ziqi was so distressed that he was about to bleed.

He wanted to go forward and hug her, so as not to let her sit there covered in blood and blow the cold wind. Her body is so weak, how could she withstand such a strong cold wind?

but.

He couldn't move, and neither could Yang Rong and the others. They could only stand one meter away and look at her like this.

Seeing Xin Miaomiao like this, Yang Rong was going crazy, but she couldn't speak. Once she forced her to speak, a pain from her chest would spread to her limbs, and they couldn't even open their mouths.

The three forced their mouths several times, but in the end they fell to the ground in pain.