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Chapter 26 What Can Beat Me?

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    I picked up the pillow on the sofa and hit Linhan's head, yelling non-stop: "You forced me! You forced me!"

    While the pillow was being pulled frantically, it cracked with a "squeak", and all the fluff inside flew out, falling all over the room.

    Another pillow that fell on the ground was kicked flying by me. The computer on the table was picked up and smashed to the ground.  The decorations were ravaged by me one by one.

    There was chaos in the originally warm and white princess room¡ªI felt like I was crazy, and my long-suppressed mood finally broke out at this moment!

    "I'm just going out to play! I can't even play! I'm a prisoner! The prisoner trapped for you, you squeeze me and drain my blood! Drive me crazy and kill people!"

    I'm completely out of control, like a psycho.

    I saw only one glazed vase on the table, which contained a pink eustoma flower.  I took out the flowers, picked up the vase and threw it at Linhan, he didn't dodge or even blink his eyelids.  The vase I threw hit his head impartially, and the vase shattered with a "bang!"

    A lot of shattered vase fragments stuck in his hair.  The bright red blood flowed down from the forehead in a short while, and the "tick tick tick" blood couldn't stop at all. From the beginning, it split into multiple streams and slid down from the forehead, across the cheeks, to the neck, and dripped on the  On the clothes, the shirt, which was too black to see the color, was dyed and soaked.

    But he still maintained his usual style, staring at me thoughtfully.

    Now, the only meaning I can understand is the pain in his heart.  As if I was doing something that made him feel bad, more painful than his head bleeding.

    I stared blankly at the glaring bright red streaks on his forehead, felt uncomfortable for a while, and even regretted that I didn't know the severity of the shot, and the rest was more of fear.  He didn't dodge any more and didn't blink. I had the illusion that I wanted to pump myself. What if the fragments flew into his eyes at that time?  His forehead is bleeding so much, it must be very painful. If it was me, I would have jumped up!

    I persuaded myself again, it was not intentional, I thought he would dodge, and he should dodge.  Because I know his skill well, I wouldn't be surprised even if he caught the vase in a second and threw it back to me But I didn't expect that he wouldn't even hide.

    I closed my eyes and adjusted my breathing, trying to control my excitement, but my hands trembled involuntarily.

    A sudden burst of anger in my heart let go of my strength, and the next second I fell to the ground with tears in my eyes.

    In order to hide my tears, I buried my head deeply.  Maybe it was because my appearance was too out of order, which frightened him.

    He was eagerly approaching, and when he was about to touch me, I suddenly raised my head and met his dark brown eyes filled with pity

    He knelt on the ground on one knee, and the moment he saw my tears, he was shocked, as if he had been frozen, and his dark brown eyes kept flickering.

    He stretched out his hand, and I saw that hand was shaking, rebellious and self-esteem were at work, I didn't understand his

    I snapped off his hand trying to comfort me, and rushed out the door.

    I probably forgot to wear shoes, my feet were like walking on ice skates.  I couldn't care about the pain and just kept running forward, while tears were streaming down my face.  Don't wipe it hypocritically, I wanton tears

    The snow turned into ice on my face, and the tears froze at the moment when they just flowed out of the eye sockets.  I have no feeling in my feet, I just keep running, I keep running.

    After a long time, I arrived at a place where there was a thick layer of snow outside the hut, which looked like a house with whitewashed walls, but it was actually green.

    I pushed open the door, and the warm temperature inside came, and the "summer" was blooming with delicate pink lisianthus.

    I fell to the ground, gently stroking each flower, tears bursting again, the tears that had been frozen just now quickly melted and fell, I shrugged and buried my head in pain.

    Why?  I want to live like this?  If you can't even make decisions about your own life, what life is it called?

    It's not the first time what happened today, it's been normal since I can remember.

    I suddenly had a splitting headache, as if thinking of a terrible thing.

    Although I can't remember, I can feel the meaning of the word fear, which immediately filled my brain, monopolized my heart, and froze my blood circulation. I don't know why it feels like I have passed through many obstacles and traveled across thousands of mountains.  To be in front of me is scarier than any experience.

    I looked up and looked around, and found that the temperature in the flower garden, which is like summer all the year round, dropped sharply, falling below zero, until it could freeze to death.??Temperature.

    The pink eustoma in the entire flowerbed is rapidly withering, the color gradually turns yellow and black, the water evaporates, and finally turns into a black piece. I screamed loudly while rolling and crawling.

    Everything here turned black, the world began to spin like a black hole, I felt my body was falling down, I struggled desperately, cried, shouted, and finally found that it was useless.

    Suddenly, there seemed to be another black planet approaching in the black hole, sucking me in without leaving any room.

    It's still dark here, but it seems to be a little warmer, I gradually feel relaxed, I still can't stop crying, I stretch out my hand to hold the warmth tightly.

    Ask for the only warmth

    An urgent and gentle call came from my ear: "Xia'er, Xia'er"

    I tried my best to open my vision, and saw a figure, he kept shaking in front of my eyes.  I felt like my body was on fire, my head was heavy, I couldn't keep my eyes open, and then I passed out

    During the period, I also woke up several times, as long as I opened my eyes, I saw the same figure, but this time I saw those eyes clearly, and at this moment, I understood the meaning of the eyes again.

    The suppressed domineering anger in his eyes made me timid, but with such a frightening face, the words he said were extremely gentle: "Xia'er."

    I was in hot water, my hands were gently washing my hair, and then I was wrapped in a soft, clean towel.  Gently wiped off the water on my body with both hands, then picked me up and put me on the bed again.

    ?But my whole body felt like I was in a sea of ??flames, and my head felt like it was being roasted and bursting. It was worse than death, and life was worse than death.

    A trace of pain hit, and the muscles contracted suddenly, feeling like they were being injected with something, feeling swollen.

    "It hurts, hurts, hurts!!! Don't do this to me!" I was startled, and started shaking my hands to get rid of everything.

    Someone grabbed my hands and stroked my hot cheeks, a low voice said: "Xia'er, don't be afraid, we will give you an injection."

    Then I gradually calmed down, and I should have fallen asleep.

    Opening his eyes again, he felt powerless, and turned his head to see a haggard face. The moment he saw me open his eyes, a smile overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

    His voice was low, and he said with great urgency and pity: "Xia'er, are you okay? I'll help you up and drink some water." (Remember this website: www.hlnovel.com
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