Black Heart Tangyuan Edible Guide

After finally seeing the light, Cheng Du looked at the person in front of him with mixed emotions for a moment.

He clearly knew that the person in front of him was one of the protagonists of that photo, and he also clearly knew that without this person, he might have encountered some more terrifying things today, but for some reason, his body had already developed a reaction to this person. Real resistance.

When touched by him, you will feel afraid, and when you see those deep eyes revealing anxiety, you will subconsciously want to escape.

For some reason, Cheng Du couldn't meet his eyes, so he pushed Fang Zhimo involuntarily, and looked away.

The refusal look was reflected in Fang Zhimo's eyes, which gradually aroused anger.

He let go of Cheng Du's hand and said nothing, neither got angry, nor asked him why he ran away, but stood up and said, "It's so cold outside, go back."

When he let go of Cheng Du and stood up, Fang Zhimo's shoulders were shaking slightly.

He was really scared.

He was afraid that Cheng Du would leave him without saying a word like today, he was afraid that Cheng Du would never remember the past in his life, and he was afraid that the parting that happened once would happen to him again.

He was so afraid that he wanted to tie Cheng Du to his side, use something to trap him, and stop his eyes from looking at other people. Thinking of these possibilities, Fang Zhimo was so frightened that he went crazy.

Now Fang Zhimo really wanted to hug Cheng Du, wanted to tell him his anxieties and worries, and wanted to confide to him all the grievances and waiting these years.

But he knew that now was not the time.

He was a beast last night.

Now, the animals should pay the due price for yesterday's cruelty.

He stood up, shook his somewhat blurred vision, and took a step.

I don't know if Xueba has followed.

He wanted him to follow, but he didn't want him to follow.

The left sleeve has been soaked by the dripping blood, I don't know if it has stained Xueba's body just now.

Fang Zhimo took out the buzzing mobile phone in his arms, took two quick steps and said, "Hello."

"I'm near Lane B, where are you?" Fang Ruohan's voice said.

"I'm near...Liu Yangju."

Fang Zhimo looked up, confirmed his position with the other side, and added: "...Brother, hurry up."

Fang Ruohan over there said aloud: "Don't tell me, I can't afford to be your brother. Have you called me brother since you were young? Are you dying? As the saying goes, people are dying , and his words are good."

Fang Ruohan sometimes likes to play tricks, and what he says is neither serious nor serious. Who knows that he didn't even receive a retort after such a short time. He felt something was wrong, and immediately became serious: "No, Fang Xiaomo, I said, you should It's not really going to happen, is it?"

Fang Zhimo looked back and found that Cheng Du had followed him. He couldn't help speeding up his pace, and said as he walked, "I can't die now, and it's hard to say if you are later. I will also share my own location with you." , marked in red, you remember to separate the blue target from me for a while, and don't let him go to the hospital."

"When is it, and I still have the mood to remember these things."

Fang Ruohan didn't want to be poor anymore, so he immediately hung up the phone, pulled out the Yundou software, and soon received the red dot mark.

He raised his head and said to Xia Tian: "Drive faster, they are in the alley that turns right ahead."

It was very dark, and Cheng Du couldn't see the blood dripping from the arm of the man in front of him clearly, but he could feel the push Fang Zhimo just now, as if he touched something wet.

When I raised my hand, it was blood.

Where the man walked, the ground was covered with blood spots, which made Cheng Du wonder if the man in front was injured.

He followed closely for two steps, and just about to make a sound, the man suddenly quickened his pace, flipped onto the SUV lying at the entrance of the alley, and jumped off.

The SUV is at least 1.7 meters eight, and Cheng Du didn't understand how he turned it over.

But at any rate, he has also practiced wild ball for several years, and his physique is not too bad. He took two steps to run up and jumped up.

"hiss……"

Because the muscles on his legs were a little strained, the posture Cheng Du jumped into the car was not very good-looking, but he had no time to pay attention to the image problem, and looked around for the figure of the man.

The sound of tires rubbing against the ground sounded, and an army green jeep drove over at a high speed.

Cheng Du noticed that a figure flashed out from behind another alley, and was supported by the people in the car to sit up.

He followed closely and stepped forward, but the car reversed and drove away at high speed.

Cheng Du was dumbfounded, he could only jump out of the car to see if the abandoned SUV could still start.

At this moment, another car galloped over from the other end dragging a long cloud of smoke and dust.

"Cheng Du, right? Hurry up, my surname is Duan, and I'm Grandpa Fang Xiaomo's guard."

Uncle Duan followed Xiaolan all the way to this place, and greeted Cheng Du quickly when he saw Cheng Du.

The lights in the emergency room had been on for two full hours, and the people outside were turning around like ants on a hot pan.

Xia Tian carried a bag of canned drinks, and handed a bottle to Fang Ruohan who was spinning around: "Can you stop spinning? Don't you feel dizzy?"

Fang Ruohan took the drink, glared at him with green eyes and said, "It's not your younger brother who is lying in it! Don't worry about it, why don't others worry about it?"

Xia Tian was speechless, and handed the drink to Cheng Du who was sitting on the chair: "Drink a bottle of coffee to refresh you, it's hot."

Cheng Du clasped his hands together with a blank expression, as if he didn't hear a single word of Xia Tian's words.

Uncle Duan waved his hand in this direction, making a quiet gesture.

Xia Tian understood, sighed, put the drink on the bench next to everyone, turned around and stood at the door of the emergency room to watch.

In fact, the door of the emergency room has no windows, and even has sound insulation, but everyone can't help but want to stand closer, as if they can get the news inside earlier if they stand closer.

Time passed by, and anxiety gradually spread among the crowd.

Fang Ruohan stopped wandering around, sat down next to Cheng Du, and prayed like him with folded hands.

But Xia Tian picked up his baton and began to pace back and forth in the corridor.

There were many people waiting outside, but no one spoke, and the air was full of suppressed dullness.

After an unknown amount of time, the heavy door was finally pushed open from the inside, and everyone rushed forward, but the doctors and nurses inside pushed it away: "Everyone, give way, don't block the way."

The high-spirited soldiers and ruffians on weekdays were all shorter in front of the white-clothed angel, and after obediently getting out of the way, Xia Tian grabbed the emergency doctor: "How is the situation?"

The author has something to say:

In the chapter at noon, I wrote that "hard-thing" was locked, but it was really just a dagger, ma'am_(:з」∠)_