Punish Love (high-ranking h)

86

Dad, I'm in so much pain...

When the fog clears, the glass is so thin and fragile.

Her existence has always been almost transparent and insignificant, but when the gunshot sounded, the glass was always broken first.

Such a sacrifice seems to be a doomed ending.

All along, no one has the leisure to take care of the broken glass, and it seems that they have tacitly accepted that the glass is a victim, so as to protect the more important treasure.

But this time, someone picked up the glass piece by piece, stuffed it into the warmest pocket in his sleeve, and vowed to put it together bit by bit.

On the highway, the off-road vehicle roared and galloped, tearing apart the silent night.

For Tang Li, everything around her became extremely blurry.

She first heard a loud noise next to her ears, which was probably at the rear.

The sound was very close, so close that it almost seemed to explode inside her.

Then, there was a feeling of warm blood on the shoulder.

In full swing, disorder.

There seemed to be a hole in her body, and the blood was continuously flowing out of her.

It's a dull pain.

pain.

The pain made her feel uncomfortable all over, and she couldn't help shivering, wanting to get closer to the heat source around her, to absorb the few warmth.

"It hurts..."

In Nuo Da's carriage, the pale, bleeding little beauty was half unconscious, burrowing into the man's arms.

His smell was familiar to her.

Familiar haven.

A pair of slender plain hands stained with dirt are the cold moon falling in the dust.

She grabbed his uniform and rubbed it tighter and tighter.

"Dad... I feel so hurt..."

Weak, sad.

It made people's hearts shake.

Qin You never thought that the night when she belonged to him completely from body to heart would end with a gunshot wound.

She finally came to him.

The road is paved by him, there are no spurs and thorns, she just needs to walk to him.

But she paid for it with blood.

The moment the blood splashed on the spot, the response speed of the first-level emergency plan was not as fast as his reaction.

Screen, dodge, damage check.

He wasn't hurt, it was her who was hurt.

He tore off her clothes and saw a small blood hole on her thin and white shoulder.

Very clean, extremely cool white, extremely bright red.

Like crabapple flowers blooming on a snowy night.

It's easy to hide with an open gun, but it's hard to defend with a hidden arrow. The bullet pierced her shoulder from behind, and blood kept gushing out.

He immediately picked her up and left.

On the way to the hospital, every minute and every second is suffering.