Chapter 119

He cried as he tried to pull him, but he was unable to do so. He had already fainted, and even though he had called out his name for a long time, he still did not open his eyes. In his panic, he touched his face and forehead with his palm, only to discover that he was rolling on the ground like that. Hot, he's having a high fever...

She felt a mess in her heart. Sometimes it was the times they spent together, sometimes it was the terrifying face of a person from a snowy day like five years ago, and sometimes it was the look on her father's face when he would leave her forever. If she left now, would he completely give up on her?

She curled up on the ground and held his head in her embrace. He was too big, she couldn't pull him up, this feeling of helplessness was like when her father passed away, she couldn't do anything but watch him lose his breath in front of her.

Her palms were cool as they pressed against his forehead, making him feel very comfortable. Tears rolled down his face. While he was in a coma, she randomly whispered to him, and she occasionally heard him calling her name. She looked at him in despair, and her fingers touched the scars on his forehead that were about to fade.

If not for his appearance, she would still be struggling in misery. If he had not given her a new life, she would still be in her mother's care. He had put so much effort into loving her that she knew, but …

Zhi Qing closed her eyes. She actually felt powerless, guilty, and sorry for such a good man who loved her so bitterly.

If he had given up after knowing her past, she might not have felt this heavy.

All of the pain came from her own hands. She could only look on helplessly as he treated her well, but there was nothing she could do in return.

She secretly asked herself if she would not like any other man, or if it was impossible for her to like just the men of Meng Family.

She had no answer.

He held him tight and rolled on the ground. The heat would become icy for a while, and then the bottom of her heart would gradually fill with fear and unease. Would Meng Shaoxuan die?

She suddenly became afraid and shook him with all her might, "Meng Shaoxuan, wake up! "Stand up, I'll take you to the hospital!"

The hospital, right, make the emergency call first. After Zhi Ming thought about it, he quickly reached for her phone, but her pocket was empty, only then did she realize that her phone had already been thrown away by her. She frantically tried to pull out her hand to try to reach Meng Shaoxuan's phone, but just as she was about to move, she was stopped by him.

After fumbling for a while, she suddenly felt that the phone in her other pocket was vibrating. She hurriedly took it out and threw it on the snow, but the screen was still flashing. She stretched out her hand to pick up the phone, but just as she was about to answer, she saw the name that flashed on the screen: second brother.

second brother...

If one looked at Meng Shaoxuan, who else could it be? She gritted his teeth and ended the call. Then, she dialed the emergency number. Who was on the line? After several more calls, he finally got through. He said that there was a major accident somewhere and there was no free ambulance! He was so anxious that he wanted to ask when he could send the car over, but someone had already hung up the phone. She sat on the cold ground with his clothes soaked.

She wanted to break away from Meng Shaoxuan to find a security guard or a taxi, but Meng Shaoxuan twitched once again and continued to drag her along. She tried using the back of her hand to test his forehead, and it was as cold as ice, just as her tears suddenly flowed out, she was at a loss, the phone suddenly rang again. Seeing that it was still Meng Shaoting's phone, she helplessly sat there blankly for a long time, and when the bell was about to ring, she pressed the answer button.

In the quiet snowy night, Meng Shaoting's voice came exceptionally clear. He numbly raised the phone to his ear and heard Meng Shaoting's voice, "Shao Xuan, where are you? Are you free right now … "

"It's me." Zhi Zhi spoke softly, interrupting his words.

Meng Shaoting was smoking on the balcony in his thick nightgown, but when he heard this soft and inaudible voice, the finger that was bringing the cigarette to his mouth suddenly stopped. Subconsciously, he turned his head to look at Man Jun.

The patter sound was abnormally clear in this moment of silence. Meng Shaoting focused and walked out a few steps, his voice deliberately lowered: "A quiet understanding?"

Man Jun stopped rubbing her skin, but not for half a second, she started slapping her face again, just that, when she looked at herself in the mirror, she continued doing it mechanically, as if she was an idiot.

Did he think she didn't hear him? They were in the same room, and as long as he was there, her eyes, her ears, her whole body was focused on him.

"Good …" Just you wait, I'll be right there! " When Meng Shaoting heard her finish speaking, his expression suddenly changed. He hung up the phone, extinguished his cigarette, then turned and walked out quickly.

"Shao Ting, what's wrong? Are you going out? " Seeing him take out the clothes, Man Jun's heart couldn't help but tighten. She stood up, helped him take his coat, and asked him in a soft voice.

"Yes, something happened over at Shaoxuan's side. I need to go take a look." As he spoke, he quickly put on his shirt, put on his coat and walked out while buttoning his shirt.