Never Meeting Again In Our Next Life

Song Yan struggled to climb to Xia Lin's side, at this time Xia Lin had fallen into a coma.

At this moment, he found that all his hopes had been shattered, what about saving all living beings, what about exchanging lives for lives, without Xia Lin, everything was in vain.

He knelt on the ground, hugged Xia Lin tightly in his arms trembling all over, and cried bitterly.

The patio on the top floor has been completely destroyed, and the silver mother tower has gradually turned into powder under the crush of an invisible behemoth.

"Ah——" Song Yan's face was full of tears, and he cried out in despair and sorrow on his back.

At this moment, all the falling objects froze in mid-air for a moment, and then changed their trajectories, avoiding where the two of them were. A messy but solid barrier.

Outside the villa, the aircraft that fell down due to losing the guidance of the mother tower spread their wings again, "buzzing" and flew to the sky, rebuilding the golden shield

"Huh...?" Song Huaijin, who had just arrived above the community, paused, looking at everything in front of him in surprise.

After a long time, an incredulous expression appeared on his face, and he murmured, "Blood. Are you awakened?"

"Song Yan"

Xia Lin sat up suddenly, and found himself lying on an unfamiliar hospital bed.

Ke Mei held him down and said, "Don't move, you still have an infusion needle hanging on the back of your hand."

Xia Lin turned to look at Ke Mei for a while, and asked, "Where am I?"

"Hospital.

"Where is Song Yan?"

"Lying in the next room."

Xia Lin was startled, and asked cautiously: "Is... is he still alive?"

"It's okay, it's that leg..."

Xia Lin's heart skipped a beat. Song Yan already had a broken leg. If he broke another leg, wouldn't he be really paralyzed?

He didn't care about anything anymore, he pulled out the infusion needle on the back of his hand and ran out.

"Hey, hey...Xia Lin," Ke Mei called after him, "I didn't finish my sentence, why are you running?"

Xia Lin pushed open the door of the next ward, and found Song Yan was leaning on the hospital bed, and a doctor was examining his leg.

"Xia Lin, are you awake?" Seeing Xia Lin coming in, Song Yan made a gesture to get out of bed, but was pushed back by the doctor

"Don't move," the doctor said bluntly, "the examination is not finished yet, why move?"

Song Yan twisted his neck to look at Xia Lin: "How are you, is there any discomfort in your body?"

Xia Lin shook his head: "I think it's okay, how is your leg?"

Song Yan pointed to the doctor: "The doctor is examining me. He said that I had exercised too much before, and my leg muscles were atrophied and I couldn't bear it for a while. I was injured a little bit. He asked me to stay in the hospital for observation for a few more days."

"Exercise...too much?" Xia Lin was confused. How could Song Yan sit in a wheelchair all day and exercise too much?

At this time, Ke Mei followed from behind and said: "Xia Lin, can you listen to me, Song Yan's legs are fine... No, I mean, his legs are fine, and he was holding you before It’s been a long way, but I’ve walked too much and hurt my leg muscles.”

Xia Lin looked at Ke Mei in disbelief, then at Song Yan.

Song Yan grinned at him: "You don't believe it, even I don't believe it myself, I can stand up again!"

"Why. What's going on?" Xia Lin was still dazed, feeling as if she had missed a whole century after waking up.

Ke Mei put a hand on his shoulder and said: "Okay, you go out with me first, let Song Yan feel at ease for an examination, and I will explain the cause and effect to you."

It turned out that when Song Huaijin rushed to the community, the thin blood of the Song family in Song Yan's body had already awakened, and the energy burst out from the subconscious protected the lives of Song Yan and Xia Lin, and even some supernatural abilities that even Song Huaijin could not explain appeared.

After the collision of the planes ended, Song Huaijin originally intended to take the comatose Xia Lin out of the ruins, but Song Yan, who had lost control of his emotions, refused to let anyone touch Xia Lin. The willpower of imagination carried Xia Lin out of the community.

After hearing this, Xia Lin couldn't hide the joy in his heart, and murmured: "His legs are so good? It's unbelievable."

"It's really unbelievable," Ke Mei nodded, deeply sympathetic, "According to Du Lanze's words, the power of love can be terrifying sometimes.

Xia Lin was a little funny when he heard it, until now, he gradually felt a little lucky to survive the catastrophe, he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but he heard Ke Mei say: "But this time, we take precautions, someone still has an accident. "

Xia Lin was startled: "Who?"

"Your brother, and Zhou Shuo."