Rescue Little White Flower

"How dare you, how dare you!"

"Miss Christine, please calm down, please calm down."

The police hugged Shen Qingwei by the waist. After several struggles to no avail, she calmed down, covered her face and started crying.

Not far from her, a tall and thin young man in a black sweater with his hands in handcuffs was being pushed roughly into the temporary detention room.

This person is not Shangguan Junhong, who else can he be?

...

After some investigation, the serial car accident that Shen Qingwei suffered was quickly identified as a man-made malicious crime. Through on-site monitoring, in less than half a day, the suspect who appeared at the scene was identified by Shangguan Junhong. .

It didn't take long to arrest him, but Zhao's father and Zhao's mother were exhausted in the conviction.

The lawyer provided him with a defense of mental illness. According to the law of Country M, he would be required to be forced to enter a mental hospital for treatment. Although he created a series of car accidents that caused more than a dozen casualties, Zhao Xingyue, who was the main target of his attack, Shi was still lying in the ward, unconscious, life and death hard to tell.

The monitor kept beeping steadily, and besides that, the silence in the ward could be called terrifying.

Shen Qingwei put Zhao Xingyue's hand on her face. Her hand was very ice. If it weren't still soft, and there were regular folds on the monitor, she almost thought she had lost her forever.

Half a month has passed since the car accident.

During the past half month, Shen Qingwei was living in a muddle-headed manner. Except for taking notes and appearing in court to testify against Shangguan Junhong, she was still sober afterwards. Most of the time, she kept replaying what happened that day.

The instructor gave her a long vacation and specially approved her to adjust her state before returning to participate in the experiment.

Zhao's mother and Zhao's father were standing at the door. Zhao's mother had already pressed her hand on the doorknob, but Zhao's father was caught.

She turned her head and her husband shook his head at her.

Through the observation window, Mother Zhao saw Shen Qingwei sitting next to her daughter's bed.

They have learned from the police what happened on the scene after being restored.

After Shangguan Junhong artificially caused a car accident, he shot Shen Qingwei who was still in the car, but was discovered by Zhao Xingyue. The latter held Shen Qingwei sitting in the passenger seat in his arms, but he was shot through the shoulder and hit by a bullet. Into the chest cavity.

It's not that Zhao's mother doesn't blame Shen Qingwei.

No matter how to treat Shen Qingwei as his own daughter, after all, she is not her own.

No matter how good she is to Shen Qingwei, apart from her liking for Shen Qingwei, there is no reason why Zhao Xingyue likes Shen Qingwei, so she loves Wu and Wu.

But now, Zhao Xingyue was shot because of Shen Qingwei, lying in a hospital bed, life and death unknown.

As a mother, she selfishly hopes that it is Shen Qingwei who is lying in the hospital bed, and not her A Yue.

But looking at what Shen Qingwei looked like at this time, she couldn't say anything to blame.

Shen Qingwei, who had been malnourished since childhood, was not fat. Even after improving her food at Zhao's family, her already accustomed to barren gastrointestinal tract was still malabsorbed. Zhao Xingyue fed her in every possible way, but her weight barely broke 90.

Compared to Shen Qingwei's height of 165 meters, this weight is enough to be called slim.

But in just half a month, she was like a deflated leather ball, losing weight quickly, and the fat on her body disappeared, leaving only a layer of skin attached to the bones. The baby's fat face was also thin and out of shape, and his cheeks were deeply sunken. Under the two large and tired eyes, there were deep dark circles.

Only when looking at Zhao Xingyue, these eyes that looked almost dying could there be such a slight light.

Mother Zhao leaned into her husband's arms, tears welled up in an instant.

Father Zhao patted her on the back, sighed, took off his glasses, and wiped his tears with the back of his hand.

Gunshots, brakes, screams...

Countless voices sounded in Shen Qingwei's mind.

Her expression was dumb, and Zhao Xingyue reflected in her eyes, becoming the only light in her vision.

Shen Qingwei once thought about it more than once, if Zhao Xingyue didn't save herself.

She would rather be herself lying on the bed than her Ayue.

The scene that happened that day reappeared in Shen Qingwei's mind again and again, first with the sound and then the picture.

Sometimes, Shen Qingwei would feel that she was out of her body, floating in the air, watching the two people talking in the car, and then a car accident occurred, she was pushed down by Zhao Xingyue, the bullet passed through the window of the co-pilot, and submerged into Zhao Xingyue's body. among.

The smell of blood began to fill the air.

"Ayue, Ayue--" she whispered the name from the bottom of her heart, "please, please, don't leave me--"

Zhao Xingyue looked at everything around her curiously.

This is a strange place.

The tall palace stands on the top of the snow-covered mountain. The deep blue sky is high with a full moon. The full moon happens to fall on the spire of the palace, so it looks like it has been artificially hung on it. General on the palace.

Zhao Xingyue has never seen this palace.

In the past few thousand years, she has been to many places, and the heaven and earth palaces have almost been visited by her.

Zhao Xingyue always felt that she was looking for something, but it was a pity that she never found it. Occasionally, when she looked at certain items, a vague memory flashed, but when she looked into it carefully, there was nothing left.

But this palace gave her a very familiar feeling.

This feeling is born from the heart, as if flowing in the blood.

She raised her foot, wanting to go to the palace.

In the next second, the scene in front of her changed, and she found that she was already in the palace.

It is hard to imagine that there is still a huge pool in the palace on the peak of Cui Rong.

In the middle of the pool, there is a statue made of white jade. A woman wearing a white gauze is raising her arm in the direction of the moon, making an act of wishing to fly.

Zhao Xingyue suddenly wanted to see her face.

It's just that she hasn't walked in yet, her head suddenly hurts and splits, as if there is something to explode.

"Ayue, please, don't leave me behind."

"Ayue——"

"I only have you, A Yue."

A gentle female voice rang in her ears, and Zhao Xingyue subconsciously said: "No...no..."

As soon as she spoke, she realized the hoarseness of her voice.

With eyelids as heavy as a thousand catties, it took Zhao Xingyue a lot of effort to slowly open his eyes.

After a while, the scene in front of me gradually changed from blurry to clear.

"Vic..."

The throat was terribly dry.

Shen Qingwei, who was holding Zhao Xingyue's hand, stiffened.

She slowly raised her eyes, but saw that the person who had been closing her eyes was looking at her with a smile, her eyes full of tenderness.

She closed her eyes, and the tears fell.

...

Since the state where Shen Qingwei and Zhao Xingyue were abolished the death penalty, Shangguan Junhong was sentenced to hundreds of years in prison.

Knowing this result, Zhao Xingyue breathed a sigh of relief.

She was negligent.

Unexpectedly, Shangguan Junhong's revenge psychology was so strong. In order to retaliate against her and Shen Qingwei, he would not hesitate to kill the enemy by killing 800. This made her a little more aware of the people who were reincarnated by evil spirits, and also a little more vigilant.

"Don't move!" Hearing Shen Qingwei's almost screaming sound, Zhao Xingyue sighed helplessly in her heart, let her run over with the blanket, wrap her up, and then carefully led her back to the recliner.

"The doctor said, you are not allowed to move, take a good rest, the wound will take time to heal."

"I just stand for a while."

Shen Qingwei glared at someone who was quibbling, "You can't stand for a while! You are still standing on the balcony, what should I do if the wind is so strong today?"

Zhao Xingyue looked at a leaf blown off outside the window, and the brilliant golden sunlight: "..."

She and the Meteorological Observatory understood that the wind is strong, which may not be the same as Shen Qingwei's understanding.

Seeing her unrepentant and unrepentant, Shen Qingwei held her spatula and stared at her.

Zhao Xingyue raised her hand and surrendered: "I was wrong, I am guilty, Chef Shen, you are busy, I must stay here obediently and not go anywhere. Okay?"

Shen Qingwei took the tablet over, opened the software for playing video for her, and placed it on her lap, "I will prepare the meal soon. You are not allowed to run around after watching a movie for a while. Did you hear that?!"

"Yes, yes, Lord butler!"

Shen Qingwei took the spatula and returned to the kitchen.

Five minutes later, a head poked out from the kitchen door.

Zhao Xingyue met Shen Qingwei's vigilant eyes, smiled helplessly, pointed her chin to the tablet computer on her lap, indicating that she was very obedient.

Shen Qingwei let out a snort from her nose and retracted her head, and the symphony of pots and pans reverberated in the kitchen.

The sound of the movie came from the tablet, but Zhao Xingyue's gaze was directed towards the small kitchen door. From that place, she could occasionally see Shen Qingwei passing by.

The corners of her lips were slightly raised.

"I don't care, I don't care, let alone ten years, even if there is only one year, only one month, only one day, even one hour, as long as I can be with him, I am willing to give everything!"

Intense character dialogue came from the tablet, but Zhao Xingyue inadvertently resounded the dialogue between her and the man when she woke up.

In addition to Shen Qingwei's, the lives affected by the evil spirits also belonged to hers.

She should have been able to reach the age of forty-nine in her continued life, but due to the fact that Shangguan Junhong came, she had two more words on her life, which should have been smooth and unwavering.

Before she woke up, Fujun once suggested that she directly use this catastrophe to end her life and leave the mission world. Anyway, Shen Qingwei's destiny has changed 100%, and her mission has been completed.

But Zhao Xingyue refused.

She still remembered Fujun speaking in her ear with a smile but a smile: "Why, I can't bear it?"

"Yes, I can't bear it."

Zhao Xingyue admitted it.

"You have to think about it. This catastrophe has already affected your life. Even if you survive, you will not survive the number of four or seven, and your body is suffering. Are you sure you want to continue to stay?"

Forty-seven, twenty-eight years old.

She is twenty-three this year, and there are five years left.

"Zhao Xingyue, is it worth it?"

She didn't know when Fujun asked this question.

But now, she thought, it was worth it.

"The dishes are ready, you can come over for dinner."

Shen Qingwei greeted, and by the way put the finger that was scalded by the dish to the earlobe to cool down.

"It's fish again?" Zhao Xingyue, who had eaten several meals of fish, frowned when she saw the white fish soup.

However, under Shen Qingwei's gaze, she obediently took the fish soup.

She took a sip, frowned and commented: "It's a bit salty."

"Really?" Shen Qingwei suspiciously.

She scooped herself a bowl and tasted it, "I don't think it is salty."

Zhao Xingyue took a spoonful of soup with her own spoon, and then said to her, "You taste mine?"

Shen Qingwei came over, blushing, and contained the soup she was feeding.

Before he could get a taste, the collar was suddenly pulled forward by a force of strength. Shen Qingwei staggered, avoiding Zhao Xingyue's shoulders subconsciously, and propped on the back of the chair behind her.

Before she could recover, the back of her head had been held down, and a kiss came unexpectedly.