Door crack

If you want to make a settlement, you can go, I will wait for you to go home.Qiao Yiming played back the last words he said before leaving the office countless times in his mind.

He hated this sentence inexplicably, and it always made his heart tighten inexplicably, like a different kind of farewell, and he couldn't help being afraid that the other party would just leave and never return.

Things have come to this, knowing that Zeng Chen and Chi Lan will have nothing more, but the awkwardness in my heart still lingers.The cooked food was hot and hot, and the mobile phone was turned over and over in the hands until it became hot, until the hour hand pointed to midnight, Zeng Chen still did not come back.

The wait is too long, guessing is too exhausting, where is he?doing what?with whom?Negative imaginings drive people crazy.

Finally unable to hold back the anxiety in his heart, Qiao Yiming dug out Zeng Chen's phone number and dialed it expectantly, but the response was that the owner had turned off the phone.The tense nerves finally exploded, and he was so flustered that his heart beat quickly.

Grabbing the car keys and rushing out, the destination is very clear. The place a disheartened person most wants to go at the moment will only be the quietest and most secure place - that is home, which belongs only to him , a safe haven that no one can invade.

The ground has been covered with thick snow, and the wheels draw serpentine lines crookedly again and again, faster, faster, and the strong uneasiness makes cold sweat soaked his temples, he can't wait to fly one long road after another, Arriving directly at the finish line, the uneasiness in my heart became stronger every second.

Slippery roads and crazy speeds herald disaster.The glare lights flashed on the opposite lane, and the brakes were instinctively stepped on at the moment of blindness. After the out-of-control car spun several times in the middle of the road, it inevitably crashed into the street lights.The fragments splashed and there was a loud noise in the silent night.

Pashapasha, subtle noises came into the ears, and the sound of water droplets hitting the snow surface was disturbing.The head hurts, the chest hurts too, the temperature is constantly passing from the depths of the body, and the eyelids are too heavy to lift.

The cold wind poured in from the broken car window, blowing Qiao Yiming soberly. When the black fog in front of his eyes receded and he could see things clearly again, Qiao Yiming wiped off the wet and sticky liquid from his forehead, staining the palms of his hands. It was actually blood red, and every breath made the body fall into unbearable pain.

Oops!what time is it?How long have you been in a coma?

Unbuttoning the seat belt, he struggled to find the phone from under the seat. Fortunately, it wasn't too long, and Zeng Chen's phone still couldn't be connected.There was no one on the road, which saved trouble. Qiao Yiming shook his dazed head and tried to start the engine again. The ignition sounded again and again.

Opening the deformed car door, it was difficult to get out of the cab, and every step I took, my chest hurt terribly.In such bad weather, you can't even see the shadow of a taxi, and it will take at least four or ten minutes to walk there. Do you want to call the police first?But what if nothing bad happens?

What should I do?

His feet were muddy and he couldn't move an inch. He could only press his chest to relieve the sharp pain, and walked towards Zeng Chen's residence step by step.Every second was so hard, seeing that complex, seeing that building, seeing that window, and it was dark there.

He wanted to run, but he couldn't move his legs. Maybe it was God's mercy. Zeng Chen's car was parked in a conspicuous place, and it was parked crookedly. Wet with snow.

He is, he must be!

The doorbell can be heard clearly even through the door panel, why don't you come to open the door?Is it because you don't want to meet?Even if you yell to get out through the iron gate, whatever, please let me know that you are still there.

The disturbed neighbor dropped an angry curse and ignored him. Qiao Yiming never gave up. He rang the doorbell one after another, and slammed on the iron door again and again, his palms were red, swollen and hot.

At the same time as calling the police, I also called the emergency number, even if nothing happened, even if it was just a farce, it didn't matter, as long as this restless and violently beating heart could calm down a bit.

Climbing up the corner of the stairs, the protruding decorative glass is only separated from Zeng Chen's terrace by a wall. Qiao Yiming kicked the decorative window and smashed the decorative window. During the climb, he pulled the wound again, his body swayed slightly, and almost fell through the broken window.so close!This is the twelfth floor, you will die if you fall, but...

Leaning forward, the glass door connecting the balcony to the bedroom was not covered by the curtains. Under the moonlight, one could vaguely see the wrist hanging on the floor. The thin wrist was covered in darkness, like a sharp cone piercing Qiao Yiming's heart.

The snowflakes hit the face like a knife cut, and the high place was cold and windy, which could not stop Qiao Yiming's crazy actions. He grabbed the icy guardrail and climbed over the half-meter-thick partition wall. When his feet finally stepped firmly on the terrace floor, Only then did fear strike like a mountain and a sea.

Not only was he afraid of the actions just now, but also because standing here, he could clearly see what happened on the other side of the glass door. The oak floor was full of bright red, and that person was leaning against the bed helplessly.

The door was unlocked, and the moment the door was opened, the smell of blood was so thick that it made people dizzy, and it merged with the smell from itself.

"Zeng Chen...wake up..." There was still body temperature and heartbeat, but that pale and bloodless face made people go crazy with fear.

Shredding the bed sheet and tightening Zeng Chen's arm to stop the blood from continuing to drain, Qiao Yiming dragged each other's heavy bodies to the entrance, opened all the locked doors, and waited for rescue to arrive.

The person in his arms was motionless, and the tears in the corners of his eyes hadn't dried up.Why didn't he come earlier, why should he be content to wait, if he had arrived earlier, or simply hadn't let him leave alone, perhaps such a terrible thing would not have happened now.

Unable to support his exhausted spirit anymore, Qiao Yiming sat down slowly along the wall, gently placed Zeng Chen on his lap, and traced the cold lips affectionately with his fingertips, smiling endlessly, "Don't sleep ...the floor is cold." His breathing gradually calmed down, and his heartbeat also slowed down, so sleepy.

Forget it, just sleep for a while like this.

The green earthy smell, the fragrance of rain and dew in the mountains, the sunlight shining through the leaves, and the warm palms that are tightly held.Qiao Yiming stopped and turned his head. Zeng Chen was also raising his face to look at him, his hair was wet with thin sweat, and the sullen eyes seemed to be blaming him for walking too fast.

With a little force on his arm, he pulled Zeng Chen up onto a huge rock. Standing here, he could overlook the bamboo sea swaying in the wind, the sound of insects echoed in his ears, and flocks of wild ducks swam into the distance.

It would be great if all the troubles could be purified here, Qiao Yiming carefully peeked at Zeng Chen's side face, the momentary shock made him never want to look away.

It turns out... this person can laugh too.

Withdrew from the pretense of indifference, her smile was unbelievably beautiful, and her eyes were as clear as a stream in a valley.

If, just if.

How wonderful it would be if he was the one watching those eyes at this moment, he would swear that he would never let go in this life.

"Don't be so nice to me." The misty voice seemed distant and near, and the words spoken seemed familiar, "Don't let me be shaken."

shake?May I?Even if there is only a slight possibility, I will do my best to shake you, so that you only belong to me and will not be disturbed by anyone.

Qiao Yiming spoke silently, but no matter how hard he tried to vibrate his throat, he couldn't make any sound. The desire in his heart couldn't be conveyed to the other party. He anxiously clenched Zeng Chen's hand but was pulled away.

Surprisingly, when the other party finally looked at him, his heart sank to the bottom of the valley along with the falling figure.