you're nothing but scum

My head couldn't think about anything, and my whole person seemed to be taken out of my soul.A lot of messy voices came from my ears, but I couldn't hear anything clearly, and they all turned into a "buzzing".

I don't know why, a pedestrian rushed over, and the waiter who was standing at the door in the western restaurant also opened the door, and ran towards me with a panicked expression.

The headlights of the car pierced my eyes brightly, and the black sports car was stuck askew between the sidewalk and the road.There was a whistle of "Hula Hula" not far away.

Someone pulled my hand, they pulled me up, and I let them manipulate me blankly, looking for Yao Jiu's figure.

where is that guy

what's going on?

I wanted to stand up, but after being pulled for a long time, I realized that I only had one leg left.

I looked into the distance in a trance, saw my crutch lying in the middle of the road, and saw a familiar figure lying on the ground not far away.

The man I loved and hated was lying on the ground with a bloodstain on his head, motionless.

As if a basin of cold water had been poured on my whole body, I froze there and couldn't move.

It was also at this time that I heard clearly what the person supporting me was saying.

He's saying, "Are you all right? Can you hear me, sir?!"

When I got to the hospital, I couldn't react at all.

The medical staff of the hospital rushed over and lifted Yao Jiuqili to the hospital bed, and I tried to follow with my crutches in a daze.

Yao Jiu, who was lying on the bed, finally reacted. He was pushed away by the group of people, but I saw him turn his head slightly and glance at me.

I followed up subconsciously, until the crutch slipped on the ground, and I fell forward, and was supported by someone again, and then I came back to my senses in a daze.

A familiar voice anxiously shouted in my ear: "Xiao Le? Xiao Le?!"

I turned my head stiffly and saw Song Xiuming.

He was wearing a white coat, his face full of astonishment.

I just realized that Yao Jiu and I were sent to Song Xiuming's hospital.

Song Xiuming held my hand tightly and said anxiously, "Xiao Le, what happened?"

"Doctor Song, please step aside, this gentleman needs stitches..." someone said beside him.

"Let's go, just leave it to me." Song Xiuming frowned and said something to the man, then turned his head to look at me.

I swallowed, opened my mouth, and found that my voice was too dry: "Yao...Yao Jiu...he..." It was almost impossible to utter a complete sentence.

Song Xiuming stared at me for a while, grabbed my hand and was about to pull me somewhere.

I froze in place and said in panic, "Where are you taking me?"

"Xiao Le, I'll take you to get stitches," Song Xiuming cast his gaze over, and he said in a gentle but calm voice, "You still need to go for an examination after stitches to see if you have any other injuries." .”

I couldn't understand at all, and the scene of the sports car driving towards me and Yao Jiu hugging me kept replaying in my mind.

I don't get it, what the hell happened to that car?Why did you come to hit me?Why did Yao Jiu take me to the sidewalk to avoid it, and why did it drive towards us both?

What happened to Yao Jiu?He was hit by a car, he was injured more seriously than me in order to protect me...

I subconsciously turned around and wanted to walk towards the direction where Yao Jiu was being pushed away, but the pain in my hand made me stop.

I was pulled back abruptly, and seeing Song Xiuming's slightly sullen expression, I froze.

After a few seconds, Song Xiuming just sighed, and said softly: "Yao Jiu has been sent to the operating room. Although your injury is not as serious as his, you have to deal with it quickly... I have no intention of taking you anywhere, but Just take you to treat the wound."

I stared at him blankly for a few seconds, and he came over and said in a low voice, "He'll be fine...don't be afraid."

Hearing this, I suddenly realized that my whole body was shaking.

My right hand was almost blue and white, and I was holding the crutch tightly, as if it was the only thing that could support me from falling down.

I was taken to a quiet place by Song Xiuming. He asked me to sit down, brought some medical supplies, and disinfected the wound on my forehead.

Song Xiuming asked on top of my head, "Does it hurt?"

The disinfectant touched the wound, and there was a trace of pain. I shook my head numbly.

I don't know how long it took before Song Xiuming let out a sigh of relief and said, "I've fixed it. There are no other wounds on my body, right?"

I touched the place on my forehead that was wrapped in gauze and shook my head.

Song Xiuming paused, squatted down, looked at me worriedly and said, "Xiao Le?"

I looked at him, looked at him, and slowly tightened my hands on my knees.

In fact, I have always felt that nothing can scare me.

After being hit by a car and having a leg cut off by Song Xiuming, I also slowly accepted the reality.During the first period of time, I did have nightmares and dreams of being hit by a car every day, but after a period of time, I didn't feel like this again.

I always thought that my wounds were healing well, and maybe it wouldn't be long before I would completely put that car accident behind me.

But why, why make me go through this nightmare again when I'm almost letting go of that thing?

Why do I keep having this kind of thing?

If there is no Yao Jiu, I will lose another leg this time?Lose an arm?Or lost his entire life?

Why does the same thing happen to me twice?

Why……

My life is messed up enough...

I don't want me to be subconsciously terrified whenever I stand on the side of the road in the future, and I don't want to replay that horror scene in my mind over and over again when I see a car passing by.I don't want myself to become a coward, and I don't want Liang Liang and the others to laugh at me about this.

But such a thing happened, how can I forget it?How can I let go?

I might really die...

Song Xiuming was slightly taken aback, then suddenly stood up and hugged me.

I grabbed his arm tightly, pressed my forehead to his chest, bit my lip, and closed my eyes.

During the examination, I kept silent and let the doctors manipulate me silently.

After the examination, Song Xiuming led me silently all the way to Yao Jiu's operating room.

The lights in the operating room were still on, and I sat on a stool in the corridor outside, staring at the ground not far away in a daze.

Song Xiuming was by my side.Not long after the two of us sat down, a doctor came with the police.

They talked a lot, and I was a little confused. All I know is that the owner of the car that hit us drove drunk tonight and has now been taken to the police station.They asked who I was from Yao Jiu, and said they hoped that I could make a record as soon as possible.I was at a loss and didn't know what to do. I suddenly remembered that after I woke up in the hospital bed, a group of people came to me and said they wanted to ask me what happened.

Oh, what happened in the end.

I also want someone to tell me what happened and why it happened.

Why take away my leg so that I can never walk like a normal person again?

Why did this kind of thing happen to Yao Jiu now?

What if something happened to him?

Yes, I did curse viciously that he would one day go through all the things I went through, and I wished him dead.However, those thoughts came up when I was extremely angry. I really wanted to take revenge on Yao Jiu, but I never thought about making him like me, so it doesn't make any sense.

I just hope that Yao Jiu can completely stay away from my life, I don't need him to "compensate" me, and I don't need him to compensate me for anything.Just being able to get out of my life so I can start a new one is enough.

If something really happened to Yao Jiu... To be honest, I really don't know what to do.

I put my hands in my hair, looked at the ground blankly, and heard Song Xiuming whisper to those people: "Sorry, can you leave for a while? When the patient's mental state calms down, we will take him there .”

"I know the patient inside, and I will contact his family."

"Well, okay, let's do this first."

When the corridor outside the operating room became quiet again, I heard the sound of cloth rubbing when Song Xiuming sat on the chair.

After a while, he asked softly, "Xiao Le, do you know how to contact Yao Jiu's family?"

I twitched the corners of my mouth and said in a hoarse voice: "His parents have ignored him for a long time... I don't know how to contact them at all... He has always been alone..."

Song Xiuming was silent for a long time.