That year's Qingwu Concubine Yang

In the evening, there were no people in the library, and streaks of golden sunlight came in from the window and sprinkled on the rows of bookshelves, giving people a sacred atmosphere.Concubine Yang Ling was moving slowly among the rows of bookshelves, looking for her favorite books.

Bathed in the sunshine and books, she felt very warm and clean, but Concubine Ling felt a little dizzy, and her light steps were a little messy.

After dinner with Qingwu Zoe yesterday, my father called and said a lot of good things about Gao Jianyu and the strong relationship between the two business cooperation. All in all, Concubine Yang Ling must marry Gao Jianyu .

Concubine Ling listened to him without saying a word, and hung up the phone without saying a word.She didn't tell her father about Gao Jianyu's nasty childhood, anyway, he wouldn't care if he did, this man has been away for seven years, and the first time he called back after seven years, he asked her to marry a scumbag .

The reason why she has been listening to his serious nonsense without hanging up the phone is that she wants to hear more of his voice, expecting to hear even one sentence from his mouth: "How have you been these years?"

But he didn't.

Concubine Ling sat on the floor of the balcony with her knees hugged, looking at the dark blue sky outside the window in confusion. Some people said that when a sad person hugs her knees, she will feel like hugging the world, but she just wants to shrink back at this moment. Get smaller, get smaller, get out of this cold world.She thought a lot that night, but she didn't seem to think about anything, and she sat until dawn without knowing it.

Probably caught a cold at that time, Concubine Ling smiled self-deprecatingly, looked up and saw a black hardcover edition of "The Complete Works of Bi Shumin" on the upper shelf, she tiptoed to get it, and suddenly felt dizzy when holding the book, In a hurry, he leaned on the bookshelf and squatted on the ground. The half-filled book fell due to inertia, and it was about to hit Ling Fei on the head.

Qing Wu also came to the library today. She studied in the self-study room for an afternoon. She wanted to borrow two books from the literature and art open-shelf library to read in the dormitory. She had just walked to the bookshelf when she saw this dangerous scene. Zooming in, the calf muscles shrank suddenly, rushing to protect Concubine Ling like an arrow off the string.

Concubine Ling squatted down and was about to stand up after the dizziness subsided, but she was thrown head-on. She opened her eyes strangely, and saw that Qing Wu was supporting her head with both hands, and the left hairline was smashed by the corner of the book. It was broken, bloody and bloody, two streams of blood flowed from the wound, one ran along the left eye, slipped across the bridge of the nose, stained between the lips, and the other ran down the profile to the chin, dripping onto Concubine Ling's face.Qing Wu flusteredly wiped the blood on Concubine Ling's face with her hands, but she wiped more and more blood.

Concubine Ling stared blankly at this scene, and her thoughts drifted back to the scene of the car accident seven years ago. The mother did the same thing that day, desperately protecting her with her body, lying on top of her, gently trying to help her wipe off her face. There were bloodstains on her face, but she wiped more and more. Later, the movement of that hand wiped became lighter and slower, until it fell powerlessly on her neck.

Concubine Ling felt her head bursting in pain, she grabbed Qing Wu's hand suddenly, groaned, and passed out.

"Concubine Ling, Concubine Ling, what's the matter with you?" Qing Wu felt like she was about to cry, why did Concubine Ling's sister always play cards out of routine, she was the one who got hit, why did Concubine Ling faint instead.But there is no time to cry at this time, Qing Wu hurriedly ran to the door of the library to find the teacher, but the teacher was not there!

The library was empty and there were no other students there. Fortunately, there was an infirmary on the first floor of the library, a few hundred meters away, not far away.Qing Wu raised her hand to wipe the blood on her face, and carried Concubine Ling on her back with all her strength, walking staggeringly but resolutely towards the infirmary.

The blood from the wound kept flowing out, blurring her eyes, and her head really hurt, but she was carrying Concubine Ling on her back, her favorite Concubine Ling, so she must not fall down.But her head seemed to be getting more and more dizzy, "Concubine Ling," Qing Wu murmured softly, gritted her teeth and moved her legs forward mechanically. Although it was only a short few hundred meters, it seemed that Qing Wu The longest road in my life.

After finally arriving at the infirmary, Qing Wu breathed a sigh of relief, but when she stepped into the door, she only saw an empty desk, and there was no doctor there!

Oh my god, what should I do, Qing Wu is really going to cry this time.Fortunately, a doctor came out of the room at this time, and seeing her like this was startled, and immediately reacted, ran over and took Ling Fei from her back.She rolled her eyes and glanced at the doctor, and slowly, slowly fell down.

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Concubine Ling opened her eyes and felt her head hurt a bit. She wanted to massage her head but found that her right hand was dripping. Then she realized that she was lying on the bed in the infirmary. Why am I in the infirmary?Concubine Ling closed her eyes and frowned, thinking about it carefully. I remember I was looking for a book in the library, and then Concubine Ling opened her eyes suddenly, "Qingwu!" Concubine Ling sat up with her left hand propped up, and looked around. There was no figure of Concubine Ling in the surrounding area.

Seeing that Concubine Ling was awake, the doctor came over, "Are you feeling better?"

"Doctor, is there a girl coming with me?" Concubine Ling asked anxiously.

"She hurt her head, it's serious, she's been sent to the city hospital for examination. Your body is fine, it's just that you fainted after some low-grade fever and strong stimulation. You'll be fine after taking a drip and resting for a while. ,Don't worry."

The doctor was babbling there, Concubine Ling didn't care to listen at all, she just wanted to see Qing Wu as soon as possible, and looked up at the drip bottle, but there was more than half of it left. "Doctor, can I stop calling? I want to see my friend."

"How can I do that? Don't worry, classmate. You will be fine with the school doctor here. I'll make a phone call to inquire about the situation. You can infuse with peace of mind first."

Concubine Ling leaned helplessly on the bed, watching the medicine drip from the infusion bottle little by little, and slowly flow into the back of her hand along the transparent infusion tube. She had never felt that the time had passed so long, and waiting was indeed the longest torment.

After the call, the doctor came over and told Concubine Ling: "Your friend is fine, just a slight concussion and excessive blood loss. Her mother has already taken her back to rest."

"Okay, thank you doctor." Concubine Ling was a little lost, it seemed that until now, she didn't know Qingwu's dormitory number, nor her contact information, the only thing she knew was that she lived in the eleventh building of the student dormitory.

But why is this silly boy always so desperate?Now, how should she go to find her?