Confess to you in early summer

The reason why it is difficult to communicate is essentially because she does not have the leverage to have an equal dialogue with her parents.

You can't ask for respect, the only thing that can be used is probably their negligible concern for her.

Consciousness still lingered for a short time, Yan Tingyue knelt in front of her in a blurred vision, and He Ping's hoarse cry came from farther away.

This is the most extreme revenge she can do in the face of her parents' power.

At this moment, have they ever regretted it?

It is not regrettable or desperate, in fact, she has no emotions at all, and her heart is surprisingly calm.

If she was forced to express one thought, it would be...

I hope Xiao Jiang will not blame her.

"I've pushed her to this point, what else do you want?! Are you willing to let her die?!"

"You keep saying that you are good for her, but have you ever asked her? You are the most selfish! The most paranoid! You only have yourself in your heart!"

"She is your daughter, not your enemy! I beg you! Let her go!"

There was a fierce quarrel outside the operating room. The speaker was emotional and weeping blood. If someone around her didn't grab her forcefully, she would have knelt down to the couple in front of her.

He Ping hung up on her phone and blocked her number. She stayed at school and wanted to ask Teacher Xu to inquire about Yan Wei's situation, but she didn't expect to get such bad news after the call was connected.

There were people coming and going in the corridor, and the medical staff repeatedly reminded them not to make any noise, but the family members of the patients didn't listen at all, and almost got into a fight.

"You think we are willing! Who knows why she would do this?!" He Ping cried until her eyes were swollen, and her heart was also piercing. "What can't you think about?"

"Stop arguing, all of you, stop arguing." Yan Tingyue covered his face with his hands and crouched on the ground, tears wet his fingers.

The normally neat white shirt had two buttons missing, and one sleeve was rolled up. The blood on the cuffs that hadn't been cleaned up in time had dried up and formed dark spots. Against the countless white hair on his sideburns, he looked old. And restless.

In the chaos, someone's cell phone rang, and the ringtone was harsh.

Yan Chu was stunned for two seconds before realizing that this was the bell music she specially designed for Su Ci.

The quarrel was forced to stop. She picked up the phone and glanced at the caller ID, then turned around and walked to the corridor on the other side to make a call.

Closing her eyes and adjusting her breathing, the phone had rang to the end, and she pressed the answer button before it automatically hung up.

"It took me so long to answer the phone, isn't it convenient for you?" Su Ci's gentle voice rang in Yan Chu's ear through the receiver, and she burst into tears instantly, as the efforts to calm down just now were in vain.

She didn't say a word, but Su Ci immediately sensed something was wrong, and said in a deep voice, "Xiao Chu, what's the matter? Is it not going well at school? Are your parents embarrassing you?"

"...Sister." Yan Chu's throat was choked up, blocking his next words, leaving only hot tears pouring through his palms, dripping down his neck into his collar.

Facing Su Ci, all the helplessness has a noisy outlet.

The other side was silent for a few seconds, and then a voice came, and the tone changed completely: "Send me the location."

"Hey, don't be afraid, I'll be right over."

Yan Chu would not call her elder sister easily, and most of the time she would call her by her first name, regardless of her age, and she always let it go. The rare occasions when her children would call her this way, either the atmosphere was ambiguous, or Yan Chu's mood was not right.

Now it's only possible to be the second.

Her little friends need her.

There was the sound of high-heeled shoes knocking rapidly in the corridor, Yan Chu raised his head upon hearing the sound, and soon saw a familiar figure appearing around the corner.

Not afraid of any hostile gazes, Su Ci walked quickly to Yan Chu's side.

She glanced at the dazzling red light that was on in front of the operating room, and at the Yan family's parents who were too sad to care about her on the bench on the other side. The question she hadn't had time to ask on the phone just now had the answer.

She leaned over and hugged the girl who was curled up by the door, didn't ask anything, just gently stroked her back, patiently waiting for her to calm down slowly.

Yan Chu fell into the woman's arms, grabbed the woman's collar with both hands, tears rolled out of her eye sockets with the sadness she had endured so far, and left circles of wet marks on the collar of the woman's navy blue shirt.

"There was a car accident." She said tremblingly, "I jumped out of the car."

The person lying in the operating room was her younger sister, the only relative she could trust with all her heart besides Su Ci in this world.

She regretted it so much, if she had known it would become like this, she would not have taken Yan Wei back to school.

Yan Wei had an accident, and she was also responsible.

She should have thought of it a long time ago, and there was no room for discussion with that couple.

Yan Chu's heart was flustered, her eyes panicked, this sudden accident broke her composure, and made her tremble all over: "Sister, I'm so scared."

"It's going to be all right, I'm not so strong, I'll definitely get through it." The woman leaned against her cheek and hugged her tightly, her firm voice gave Yan Chu the courage to continue waiting, "I'll be with you Wait for her."

The couple on the bench at the other end noticed the commotion and saw the woman hugging Yan Chu intimately. The disgust on He Ping's face was undisguised. She stood up with red eyes and wanted to drive the woman away, but the husband next to her Clutching his wrist, he shook his head at her.

It took a while for Yan Chu to stop trembling and calm down a little.

"Where's Jiang Youyi?" She asked in a low voice in Su Ci's arms.

Su Ci also answered her in a very low voice: "They went back, her mother received a call, it seems to be her father, saying that they want to raise funds to pay back the money..."

Before the words were finished, the door of the operating room was opened, and the hospital bed was pushed out. The doctor in a white coat took off his gloves and asked, "Who is the patient's family?"

"Me! I'm her father!" Yan Tingyue strode up, "Doctor, how is my daughter?!"

The doctor handed the removed gloves to the medical assistant, and then took Yan Wei's case, then looked at Yan Tingyue and his wife, and said in a flat tone: "The injured person is out of danger for the time being, but she was seriously injured from the fall, and her left shoulder Multiple fractures in the forearm and other parts, accompanied by a slight concussion, need to continue to observe and treat, go to the hospital first."

He signed the medical record and handed it to Yan Tingyue. As soon as he turned around, a nurse rushed over and said anxiously: "Doctor Zhou! A patient in shock has just been sent to the emergency department and needs to be rescued immediately." !"

Doctor Zhou ordered the medical assistant to arrange a ward for the injured, and a group of people followed the bed into the elevator.

The elevator door on the left has just closed, and the elevator car on the right opens.

The hospital bed was pushed out by the nurses surrounded, and the woman who had just separated from Su Ci was lying on it.

Half of Xue Yu's face was covered in blood, and her original appearance could hardly be discerned. The scarlet color stained the pale hospital bed mottled everywhere.

Jiang Youyi was in a trance, her messy hair was clotted with blood and sticking to her face. Following the crowd to the door of the operating room, the medical staff stopped her and did not allow her to go forward. She didn't kneel limply until the door of the operating room slammed shut. He fell to the ground, his forehead against the cold metal door.

Above the head, the emergency lights in the operating room, which had just gone dark, once again lit up a dazzling red light.

In the desolate and empty corridor, only her crying echoed.

The author has something to say: Well.

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