No one met again

For a long time, the brain of Chengxia is in a fully blank state. Singular is that all of his senses are all disordered. He seems to hear the sound of the broken window, the leaves, leaves? On the road on the road. I haven't snowed in winter this year, too late.

too late.

Cheng Xia is shaking, Li Zekun is firmly covered with him, and the eyebrows are very tight, and there is no face. He wants to speak, but it is already very laborious. He felt a salty liquid in a mouth. Li Zekun looked tightly, he thought, could not scare this person.

Cheng Xia saw Li Zekun's right ribs and a large black, touched on the hand, is a brief blood. Cheng Xia did not dare to move, tightly licking the wound, he was crying, tears were crying from the big big bulls from the eyes, and a face was wet. He is useless, when this time, it will not be done in addition to crying.

Li Zekun is too painful. Not a wound, he feels that there seems to have been paralyzed, but there is no feeling. When he looked down in his eyes, he hugged the truth, the eyebrows were round eyes, and the rhombuses were tip. It is his boy. Can be used to cry too poorer, Li Zekun has never seen him so much, and Li Zekun is broken.

"Small ... Li Zekun's last two words tonight, whispered, and spit it up with blood, it seems to be relieved. He is lonelious for too long, four years, maybe you can go to the summer.

"I will come back Li Zekun. Are you listening? I came back ... Cheng Xia took in his ear, the voice was very gentle, and inevitably string:" I don't provoke you angry, don't lie to you, I am Small ... I came back, why don't you care about me ...

Li Zekun did not respond, he has lost awareness.

Qiao Ming has divided the two waves before and after, when Joe Mingyi is a part of the summer, when the truck arrived, the rest of the people were very fast.

Li Zekun was put on the stretcher, no more people across the science. He slowly stabilized his soft leg, and he only saw his blood. It is hurting his eyes.

Tonight is very confusing, Li Zekun was taken away and the summer fell and hit it. He stubbornly grabbed Li Zekun's hand. When he went out, he was blurred by the floor of the building on the ground, but he was blurred from the fine gravel. It seems that there is no feeling, standing around Li Zekun.

Fortunately, it is already very late, there are very few cars on the road, plus their license plates are not limited to the speed, go to the hospital. Cheng Xia's hand holds Li Zekun's hand, and the two people are full of blood, and they are unclear.

Summer sitting in operation outdoor, staring at the red to the cold light, he wants to give himself a slap, but there is no strength. Li Zekun loves him so much, you can only know, calculate and harm yourself. If you start, you will tell him everything, will it be a little different? At least Li Zekun fell down, he would tell himself to persistence for the depth of the summer, not to use so tired and dissolved eyes look forward to the end.

Chengxia's soul seems to be separated from the body. He looked at the doctor pushed the door to find someone sick and sick, he heard someone to call the life secretary to let the life secretary. Chengxia spit out a turbidity, and the expression is numb to indifference. He got out of the clothes collar, looked up at the hospital in the distance, Cheng Xia thought that if Li Zekun was covered, he jumped from the upstairs, everything was over.

At the early morning, the operating room finally opened the door, Chengxia looked at the doctor's nurse to transfer Li Zekun into the guardroom, and hurt the wall and sat down. He breathed a half-weather, and finally did not control, vomiting water.

He is really scared. This kind of thing has experienced a painful bloody tears that have been added in the second half of the year.

The feeling of love is not much painful. The summer is cool, and how Li Zekun came over. Cheng Xia is not too much.

Li Qiqi is over 6 o'clock. He came out this time, it was confidential, did not bring a team, and did not clean the way. Cheng Xia has been a nightmare in the monitoring room, and heard the sound of the soft bottomless shoes from the foreign-to-internal transmission.

Although the footsteps are not big, it is very upset, it sounds a lot. Chengxia is busy stood up, watching a group of people walking, there is a suit, a medical staff, and there are two guards in the end.

He is not the first time to see Li Zekun's father. Li Zekun has seen a side when he wants to pay a certificate, and it is about four or five years. Li Qiqi did not change, the hair still dyed, the child was not tall, and the face did not have natural and good and laughter, there was no other thing that can be understood. Perfect politician.

Li Zekun is not like his father, and the summer is in his arms before listening to the story. Li Zekun has probably follow his grandfather, whether it is temper or character, is like a military camp.

Some of the depths are afraid of Li Qiqi, and the treasure chestnown from the bottom of the heart makes him cold. In fact, the summer is not subjective harm and threat. If he wants to move in summer, there is no trace in summer in summer. Just because Li Zekun is really going to take the summer, Li Qiqi can't start.

Chengxia looked at them from the past, because before Li Zekun's intentions, no one went to the summer.

Li Zhiqi has been waiting for more than 20 minutes. When you come out from the ward, you will brush your eyes from Cheng Xia. Next to the life secretary immediately went to make a few words, Cheng Xia saw Li Qiqi's eyebrow crying.

Cheng Xia only feels that the heart is not yet, he remembers some experiences and past, can find things affirm that it is very dirty. Normal people are going to be a bite, it is difficult to face an almost harm to his son, just frown.

Cheng Xia is acknowledged back, he thinks that two guards will be dragged by them. Li Qiqi quickly adjusted the steps frequencies, while watching the trees away. He didn't take the summer time.

The compact space is empty, and the number of Cheng Xia is sitting on the chair, and the forehead is sweatted. He gently opened the ward door to go in, and he took Li Zekun for a long time.

Li Zekun's face is better than before, at least not dead, white. Chengxia reach out carefully to touch his cheeks, it is good, or warm.

"When did you wake up?" Cheng Xia whispered: "You wake up, you can see Cheng Xia."