Life With You

Where's Yuanbao?

Song Xi couldn't feel herself speaking, only hearing the familiar yet unfamiliar trembling voice. She was afraid. She thought she could bear any kind of outcome, but only now did she understand that she was not as strong as she thought. She had to They are all alive.

She lay in the car and raised her eyes to look at George Sheng outside the car. Maybe God was merciful, or maybe George Sheng saw the fear and helplessness in her eyes. He opened his thin lips and replied aloud: He is behind. I was shot, my leg was injured, and I can’t carry him. You come down, drive a car behind me, and pick him up.”

Song Xi was stunned for three seconds before he realized what George Sheng meant was that Yuan Bao was not dead?

Her legs were weak and her whole body was weak. Song Xi almost fell off the car, especially when she stepped on the ground with her first foot, she almost fell to her knees.

George Sheng was shot in the leg, but he still clasped Song Xi's arm with one hand and picked her up. Song Xi secretly bit the soft meat in her mouth. The stinging pain and the taste of blood made her wake up. Now is not the time to be weak.

After regaining his balance, Song Xi took advantage of the situation and put George Sheng's arm around his shoulders, holding his waist and walking back. There were more than ten meters between the two cars. Every time George Sheng took a step, a shallow mark would appear on the ground. There were bloody footprints, but Song Xi couldn't cry because out of the corner of his eye he could see corpses on the ground, including those of his enemies and some of his own people.

She is a doctor. When she was in school, she was used to seeing corpses specially used for dissection. After work, she would often witness the process of life from life to death. But this was the first time that she witnessed a gun battle, the tragedy, and her lover. I went to fight with my friends, but I was helpless.

After a short journey, the two of them walked for a long time. Song Xi helped George Sheng to the passenger side. He injured his left leg. God knows how painful it would be for him to bend his knees and bend over. Even Song Xi could see it. His heart ached, but he remained silent. Apart from uncontrollable instincts such as his movements being a little slower than usual and his face turning pale, he used his extraordinary self-control to suppress his weakness to the extreme.

Song Xi closed the car door for him, ran to the driver's seat, and started the car skillfully. George Sheng showed her the way. She drove the car down the forest on the right, but within ten or twenty seconds, she reached the point where she could no longer move forward. Song Xi asked : Where's Yuanbao?

George Sheng said, Wait for me in the car.

After that, he opened the car door and stepped down quickly with his right leg. Then he bent down and stood up. When his left leg landed on the ground, he frowned slightly.

He just gritted his teeth and took two steps forward. He only heard the sound of the car door opening and closing behind him. When he turned around, Song Xi had already run over. She didn't even look at him. She got under his arm and reduced his left leg as much as possible. He couldn't bear the weight and said loudly: Let's go.

George Sheng wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing.

After entering the woods, the two of them walked forward for several dozen meters. There was no light here at all, and they were all illuminated by the mobile phone in Song Xi's hand. When he saw the body for the first time, Song Xi was so frightened that he stopped in his steps, but did not shout. , she will not stop until the second time.

She wanted to thank her career from the bottom of her heart. If she were a normal person, even a man would be frightened to the point of weakness when he saw this scene.

In the night city at the end of June, it was also very hot at night. Song Xi supported George Sheng and walked forward. She didn't know when her face was sweating, but she couldn't free her hands to wipe it. The sweat dripped on her eyelashes and she blinked. , let it fall by itself.

Just like this, I was walking in the woods, one foot at a time, one foot at a time, and finally a weak but familiar voice came from not far ahead: Brother Sheng...

Song Xi had goosebumps all over his body and responded from the bottom of his heart: Yuan Bao!

George Sheng also spoke: It's me.

Song Xi used the flashlight of his mobile phone to shine forward, and the weak light illuminated the man under the tree. He was sitting there with his right leg bent, his right hand resting on his knee. , was tied tightly by a piece of black clothes at this time, but the hem of the clothes and shoulders, wherever exposed, were full of blood. His legs were also shot, tied by another piece of black clothes, and fell down not far away. The next two enemies had their shirts stripped off.

When he got closer, George Sheng let go of Song Xi and bent down to lift the paper-colored ingot. Song Xi said, Go to the left.

George Sheng's left leg was injured. If she stood on the right and supported Yuan Bao, the weight would be on her left leg. At this moment, her reason and professionalism all returned.

The two of them supported Yuan Bao, one on the left and the other on the right. Song Xi thought that George Sheng's face turned pale before, but he didn't see Yuan Bao. He seemed to have been drained of all the blood, and his face was as white as transparent, just like a vampire.

Yuan Bao also injured his left leg. When he got up, he gritted his teeth and used his last strength, thinking of reducing the burden on George Sheng and Song Xi. Song Xi sensed his thoughts and said aloud: It's okay...

After her words fell, Yuan Bao's black clothes fell to the ground. She accidentally turned her head and looked over, tears bursting out of her eyes almost instantly - this was a scene Song Xi would never forget for the rest of her life. A normal person could imagine that a white shirt could fall from her chest. Is it all dyed red from below?

He was wearing black clothes before. Song Xi thought he was only partially shot, but it was only at this moment that she suddenly realized that he had been shot too many times. She had no choice but to use a piece of clothing to block them all.

If a gunshot wound avoids vital parts, it will not kill you in one blow. Most people who die from gunshot wounds bleed to death. When Song Xi saw this, he was stunned for less than three seconds and immediately told George Sheng to help him. To stabilize Yuan Bao, she bent down to pick up the black clothes on the ground and tied them to Yuan Bao again.

When her hands touched the black clothes, they were wet, hot, and filled with the smell of blood. When she tightened them behind his back, she could almost wrung out blood.

The two of them supported Yuan Bao and walked out, one woman and two injured. Yuan Bao's breathing became heavier and heavier during the process, as if he was using all his strength with every breath.

Even a man like George Sheng, who rarely talks, gritted his teeth and kept talking to Yuan Bao, Just hold on. When my dad asked someone to tell me my fortune, he also told you that you would have a lot of troubles in your life. , all are near misses, at least you can live to ninety years old, you still have more than sixty years to live.

Yuan Bao felt his head was a little numb, as if he had run tens of thousands of meters in a row, was suffocated by lack of oxygen, and had less air coming in and more air coming out. But he still tried to raise the corners of his lips, a smile appeared on his pale face, and replied intermittently in a low voice. : Ninety... is too long. Why live for so long? It's boring...

George Sheng said: You mean it's not interesting if it's not interesting? I want to live that long, so you have to live that long!

Song Xi's tears kept falling as she listened to what the two of them said. Later Yuanbao stopped talking. When Song Xi opened the back door and worked with George Sheng to stuff him in, she said aloud: Yuanbao, you You won’t die. As long as you still have breath, I will let you live to ninety-nine...