C8 Wake up

Blood.

Bright red blood.

The floor was dyed red with blood.

Dad.

Mom.

It was a hoarse voice, but there was no response. Only the heads of his father and mother were lying in a pool of blood …

Struggling to climb over, one step, two steps, is about to hold mother's hand, mother's hand is so warm, she must hold in hand to be happy to be safe.

Two meters, one meter, one foot, just a hair away from holding her mother's hand. She smiled.

However, before that smile could fully bloom on her face, an arm had already lightly pulled away the distance between her and her mother.

In front of his eyes, it was as if a moth had flown into a flame.

That burning sensation was both demonic and strange.

That face full of love was getting closer and closer. The strong smell of tobacco and blood assaulted her internal organs and she struggled to escape, but she was trapped in a burst of brute force …

Rip.

Pain.

… ….

In the midst of her confusion, there was a sea of fog. Her vision could only be seen floating, floating …

… ….

… ….

… ….

When he woke up, the world was pure white, with white walls, white curtains, white quilts, and white clothes. Behind that purity was the nightmare she had once shed a drop of blood on.

She lightly flashed her long eyelashes as she struggled to look at everything in the room.

The blinding white made her scream hysterically, "I'm going out."

The voice was pitiful, but it was enough to wake Meirong, who was lying on the bed.

"Yinyin, wake up." Shaking Yinyin's arm, she was dreaming again. Why did she sound so exhausted even in her dreams?

Her empty eyes stared at Meirong for a long time before finally recovering her senses.

Bar.

Student.

Slow four.

Blood.

Memories flooded in like a tide, causing him a headache. "Water, I want to drink water."

"Wait, Yinyin, I'll bring it to you right away." She quickly ran to the table and poured a cup of water. It was warm, and Young Master Ke was still the one who thought it through carefully. He even heated up the water in the thermos, which was neither cold nor hot, so she could immediately pour some for Yinyin.

The pillow was placed on the back of the bed as Yinyin helped sit up and passed water to her. Watching her drink the water mouthful by mouthful, Yinyin finally felt at ease.

"Yinyin, don't you know how long you slept?" She sighed. It was just a few drops of blood, but she had actually slept for two days and two nights. This was too exaggerated.

"Oh." She really didn't care how long she slept. If she didn't wake up, how great it would be!

Meirong sighed at her bewilderment. "I've never seen anyone who didn't value themselves so much."

"I'm hungry."

After two days and two nights, Yinyin was no longer hungry. She said, "I've brought the congee over for you."

Fragrant egg thin meat porridge, cut small diamond-shaped egg, thin meat, mixed with the taste of celery and onion, very fragrant.

Picking up the spoon, he slowly put it into his mouth and swallowed it. The authentic taste was as if his mother had cooked it herself, "Who cooked it? "It's really delicious."

"Young Master Ke." Meirong's face was filled with envy. She didn't know when this damned girl got this blessing. Even Young Master Ke, the tycoon of the real estate industry, was personally serving her.

"Young Master Ke?" Who is it? This is the first time I've heard it.

"What?" You don't know him? " Meirong was surprised. She didn't know him, but how could he be so good to her? That was her boss.

Yinyin looked at Meirong's expression and her brain spun a few times. She had already guessed who he was, but she wasn't sure. "I really don't know Young Master Ke."

"My lady, I have lost to you. Young Master Ke is the person dancing with you. "

Sure enough, it was him. Recalling his domineering attitude, she looked at the meat porridge in her hand and felt at a loss. No matter what, she could not believe that he knew how to cook porridge for her to eat.

She silently waited for Meirong to continue revealing information. No one knew her two good friends better than her.

"That day, everyone was watching you dance. That's right, that was the first time I saw you dance. Hehe, not bad, your coordination is pretty good."

"Little demon girl, stop talking nonsense. What kind of tacit understanding do you have? I don't even know him." He was busy clarifying, so he couldn't let his sisters misunderstand his relationship with her.

"Then I saw you slap him. Wow, Yinyin, you're so cool, you're my idol. Even the famous Young Master Ke was slapped by you."

"Hey, don't talk about all this nonsense, pick up the important parts and listen to who actually sent me to the hospital."

"Alright. Tell me right away. The moment he saw your palm swing over, he saw Young Master Ke's nose start to bleed. Blood, drop by drop, then … " Suddenly, he stopped. He wanted to keep Yinyin in suspense. Who told her to be so frightened?

"And then what?" She knew all of this before she fainted.

Seeing Yinyin's eagerness, Meirong felt pleased with herself. "Then you fainted out of curiosity. Right at that moment, shua shua, Young Master Ke carried you in his arms and walked towards the door.

"I was taken to the hospital by him?" Her classmates were too weak. How could they be at ease handing her over to a stranger? Didn't they see that she even gave him a slap? How could he just let this go so easily? Once he left, he would be like a lamb in a tiger's den.

"Of course, how could we let him succeed? Otherwise, I wouldn't be accompanying you in the hospital." He chuckled, good friends were good friends after all.

As she listened to Meirong's joyful and joyful report, she couldn't help but secretly laugh in her heart …

It turned out that after Young Master Ke walked out of the bar, Meirong volunteered to follow them all the way to the hospital.

That Young Master Ke actually 'enjoyed' her slap quite a bit. He didn't have any special reactions …

F * * k, she finally returned the rudeness he showed her back at the bar …