I picked up my daughter-in-law in the cemetery [Entertainment]

There was wind blowing up from the cracks in the floor, Tang Ling's teeth were chattering, and she looked at the man in front of her expressionlessly.

The man took off his hat and said no more. Desperadoes, doing is always more useful than talking.

He reached out and dragged Tang Ling to a suitable position, and went directly to untie Tang Ling's clothes.

Tang Ling finally felt the irreparable fear.She couldn't make a sound, had a fever, had no strength, and even found it difficult to move her fingers. She moved her eyes with difficulty, bit her lips, and wanted to resist but was unable to do so.

She wanted to cry, but fear made her even have no chance to cry.

She seemed to be one with Li Lan: irresistible and vehemently loathing the world.

She tried to hook her fingers, and she didn't know what she was trying to do. The clothes had been half unbuttoned, and the man started to fiddle with her pants. Tears finally flowed out, and her eyes were so red that they were about to burst.

——Everything is gone, and my own world is about to collapse.

——No one loves her, no one wants her, no one worries about her, no one will save her.

She loosened her fingers, closed her eyes, and fell and sank in the endless darkness.

None of the nasty things that were expected came.

Faintly hearing the sound of something falling to the ground, she closed her eyes and fell into a soft embrace with a scent of grass and trees.

"Doudou, don't be afraid, it's me. It's okay, it's okay."

Tang Ling felt that she was probably dreaming.

She didn't open her eyes, she reached out and hugged tentatively.Some thin but straight shoulders, the smell of grass and trees, the warm hands gently patting her back, and the obvious softness in front of her body.

Tang Ling grabbed her shoulders and slowly opened her eyes.

She was still in this stone house, on the ground in front of her, the disgusting man was lying on the side, motionless, he didn't know whether he was dead or fainted.

She turned her head, and the closest thing to her was the woman's white neck and earlobe, with a small earring on the earlobe.

The woman gently pulled her away, and she saw the woman's eyebrows, blue eyes, straight nose, thin but beautiful lips, and looked at her worriedly and remorsefully, because holding her, So bow your head and press your forehead to hers.

"You have a bad fever and I have to take you to the doctor."

Tang Ling cried.

She cried silently, with big tears rolling out, and she didn't blink while crying, for fear that if she blinked, the person in front of her eyes would disappear.

Seeing her crying like this with red eyes, Han Zhuo was so distressed that he could only hold her in his arms and pat her gently.

"Don't cry, don't cry, be good, be good, my sister is here."

Tang Ling grabbed her shoulder fiercely and bit her shoulder socket very hard. Han Zhuo hissed lightly, but he didn't stop her, just hugged her and let her bite.

At this moment, the wooden floor under them suddenly made a "click".

Han Zhuo's expression suddenly froze, he quickly grabbed his knife, and wrapped his arms around the disheveled Tang Ling.

Tang Ling didn't care, she only knew to hug the person in front of her tightly.

Immediately more "click" sounds sounded one after another, and Han Zhuo rushed out of the door with Tang Ling in his arms. Suddenly there was a loud noise, accompanied by weightlessness, and the two of them fell together with the broken stone house.

Tang Ling fainted.

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When she opened her eyes again, Tang Ling felt that she was lying on the bed wrapped in a quilt, and a candle was burning in the room.

She is not dead yet.

She struggled to sit up and looked around to see that she was alone.

Han Zhuo opened the door and came in, and saw the little girl who was supposed to be sleeping on the bed staring at her and crying.

Han Zhuo sighed.

Quickly put the water on the table, stepped forward and hugged her.The little girl slid into her arms very consciously, grabbing her shoulders and not letting her move.

Han Zhuo consciously waited for a long time until he felt that the strength on his shoulders had eased, then he pressed her down on the bed again and covered her with the quilt.

"This is in a nearby village. We will spend the night here, and we will take you to the hospital tomorrow. It is several hundred kilometers away from Lhasa. Your current physical condition is not suitable for long-term driving. Let's recuperate here first. "

Tang Ling blinked her big eyes and stared at her.

Han Zhuo came over with a cup: "Come, drink some hot water."

Tang Ling was helped up by her, she drank half a glass of water from her hand, smacked her lips after drinking, and still stared at her.

Han Zhuo tucked her in the quilt, looked at her big black eyes staring at her, and smiled, thinking that she was still the same as when she was a child, she used to pretend to be innocent and pitiful with her big eyes open.

Although she is really pitiful now, she has a fever and can't speak.

"Do you have any questions?" Han Zhuo asked.

Tang Ling nodded and pointed to her hand.

Han Zhuo thought for a while: "Want a mobile phone?"

Tang Ling nodded.

"When the two of us fell, the phones were gone."

Tang Ling opened her eyes wide, a little at a loss.

Han Zhuo opened the cloth bag on his waist: "I have a pen and paper here, you can write."

Tang Ling wrote: "Why did you come?"

Han Zhuo stretched out his hand and touched her head: "I flew to Qinghai yesterday to find you, but the production crew finished filming, and I asked the hotel that a group of people was going to Lhasa, and a group of people were returning to Beijing, so I wanted to try my luck in Lhasa. God is blessed, I finally found out the hotel you were in, and I saw you coming out of the hotel, and just about to go forward, I saw someone hiding among the monks and took you away."

"I was chasing him. That person should be an old hand. He moved very quickly. He took you around several cars, and the road became more and more deviated. It took me some time to find the car, and it took me a while to catch up."

She felt guilty again, and patted her on the head again: "Fortunately, I made it in time."

Tang Ling moved her head and rubbed her palm.

She wrote again: "How do you know it's me?"

"I found it. I suspected it before, but I'm not sure."

As Han Zhuo said, he felt more and more that the little girl had suffered so much during the years of his absence. She recognized him, but he didn't recognize her, so he couldn't help feeling even more guilty.

She moved more gently: "Sister, I'm sorry."

Tang Ling shook her head, she was very happy.

"Why can't you speak, and why do you have a fever?" Han Zhuo asked.

Tang Ling continued to write.

The two chatted like this until Tang Ling was so sleepy that she even grabbed Han Zhuo's arm to prevent her from leaving.

Han Zhuo put on his clothes and went to bed, lay beside Tang Ling, and patted her sideways: "Sleep well, I will go to the hospital tomorrow, my body is cured, I have time to talk."

Tang Ling wrapped her arms around her waist and fell asleep contentedly.

The next day, the two bid farewell to the villagers.Han Zhuo spent money to buy the owner's pickup truck, and drove all the way to the nearest hospital.

They were in a village and the nearest hospital was in the town.

The Tibetan area is vast and sparsely populated, and it was already evening when we arrived in the town. Fortunately, there is a guest house here to stay.

Tang Ling woke up and fell asleep all the way, she was not very energetic, but she was in a good mood.Han Zhuo poured hot water to wash her feet, just squatted down to take off her socks, Tang Ling flinched in embarrassment.

Han Zhuo:?

Tang Ling pursed her lips, and quietly stretched out her foot, asking Han Zhuo to take it off for her.

Han Zhuo didn't think much about it at all, she felt that there was something strange about shrinking and stretching like this, but she couldn't tell.

The socks were taken off, and a pair of white jade-like feet were pressed into the hot water.With thin calluses on his hands, Han Zhuo gently picked up some of the water, and then it fell on the insteps of his feet, rubbing her soles and ankles inevitably.

Tang Ling's toes were curled up by her hand, her face was almost burned, and she had no strength at all. She felt as soft as a puddle of water and fiddled with her, only knowing to stare at the top of her black hair Look at her pretty profile.

After washing his feet, Han Zhuo dried them one by one with a towel and put them under the quilt properly. When he looked up, he saw Tang Ling's familiar face.

Han Zhuo:?

"What's the matter, is it more uncomfortable?" Because just after washing his feet, Han Zhuo leaned forward and measured the temperature of Tang Ling's forehead with his forehead.

She approached suddenly, and Tang Ling's nostrils were suddenly filled with her breath. Tang Ling lowered her eyes, stared at her beautiful lips under the bridge of her nose, and swallowed.

"It's a little hot, but it's okay, let me get you a wet towel."

Han Zhuo distanced himself a little, and caught Tang Ling's gaze unexpectedly.

Tang Ling's eyes have been big and bright since she was a child, and when they grow up, they are still like black grapes, rippling with fine water waves, rolling towards Tang Ling.The small red mole at the corner of the eye looked like she was trying to seduce Han Zhuo, and Han Zhuo's heart skipped a beat when she saw it. She seemed to have forgotten how she should react at this time.

An ambiguous smell spread in the air.

Tang Ling lowered her eyes slightly, appearing more hesitant to talk.

Han Zhuo felt inexplicably hot.

She suddenly pulled away from her, returned to a safe range, cleared her throat somewhat unnaturally, picked up the water basin on the ground and went out.

Tang Ling slid into the quilt like a puddle of water, covering the lower half of her face, trying to cool down.

After washing up, Han Zhuo came back and slept on the same bed with Tang Ling.

Tang Ling relied on her own inability to speak, so she acted quite consciously. As soon as Han Zhuo got under the quilt, she took the initiative to sneak in and bow her head under her arm.

Han Zhuo smiled as if she was still the same as when she was a child.

DouDou had to hug Han Zhuo to fall asleep since she was a child. When he was 7 years old, Han Zhuo told Doudou that you are an older child, you can no longer hug your sister to sleep every day, you have to learn to sleep by yourself.That night, regardless of the crying children, she locked herself in a small room.

In the middle of the night, I was worried, so I went over to look secretly, and saw the child staring at the ceiling with big red eyes, and seeing her come in, she burst into tears of grievance.

Han Zhuo: ...

Ever since he was a child, Han Zhuo knew that he couldn't beat this tortured kid.

Now that she has grown up, no matter how coquettish she looks or Miss Yu, Han Zhuo only thinks that she is a poor little girl, and only wants to give her what she lacks and what she wants, let alone such a trivial matter as sleeping with her in his arms.

Tang Ling was held in Han Zhuo's arms contentedly. She was still sick and had no strength, so she just rubbed against her neck and soon fell asleep.

When I got up in the morning and went to the hospital to see a doctor, the doctor spoke poor Chinese, and I could barely understand that she was hospitalized.

Han Zhuo felt that she was a bit severely tortured by the high-level rebels now, and it was not suitable for her to stay on the plateau, so she planned to get an injection here for a few days, and then drove away from Tibet to the plains after her fever and throat eased. Re-hospitalized.

Moreover, there are still some things that need to be dealt with here——

She just knocked the man out. When several people fell down, the man was caught by a tree, and the earth survived. Now Han Zhuo used some means to lock him in a place, and she needed someone to come and help him.

All those who have hurt DouDou must pay the price.

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